Anger, frustration seems to be
My method of operation
Thinking thoughts bitter
And angry today.
Can’t seem to find the way
Or the answer to my questions
I need
I need them today.
All is a quandary
Just unseen and blind
For me to see
On this day.
Maybe I should step back
Breathing deeply
Maybe, I’ll find answers,
This way.
I won’t be bitter or angry
I’ll find my route, my path
I’ll be on my way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
USGS Photograph taken on May 18, 1980, by Austin Post.
I saw the earth
Come crashing down
Pounding land
I heard the sound.
No one moved
No one gasped a breath
A sound.
When I heard the earth
Come crashing down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
When you pretend
and nothing happens
are you wrong
or should you extend
the playacting
til
all comes to be
the way you originally
pretended it to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Being sensible
is sometimes a gift
no heartfelt intuition
can make the necessary shift
relying on the ego
memorizing the words
doesn’t help
for being sensible
just sometimes
is a gift.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
The world spins
revolves around
taking lives on a journey
the world beyond.
Grass grows, birds fly
rain drops
and sometimes
lovers must say goodbye.
The world is ours
We make it what we can
happy or sad, we live our lives
as the world revolves round
once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Why have I been brought to this spot?
Why do I live and exist while others have not?
Where will I go?
Who will I see?
Just what will become of me?
The answers not told at least not to me
But then if I knew
What would I do?
With that which is laid out for me?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Feeling the weight holding me down
Struggling, fighting against a strength
That all I can say, astounds.
Maybe tomorrow the way will be light
Maybe then I won’t be feeling
This heavy weight I’m feeling tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Would you be mine
til the end of time?
Would you hold me close
taking no notice of how long a time?
Would you love me more than
Julius to Cleopatra or just as much
if not more?
Would the sweet scent of love
fill your nostrils evermore?
Leaving nothing else
to take your breath away?
Cause my love
I will love you forever
Ever, in this way.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling the anger, the pain
Of not being the answer
To what drains the life
From my world, my heart, my family
All that encompasses
Contains.
Could it be tomorrow
When things change, answers answered
The world full of laughter, families together
And nothing, no feeling
That everything is circling
A filthy, dirty drain.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
In these times of strife, anger, hatred and racism, maybe, maybe this is the answer.
– Bruce Adams/Daily Mail
Maybe together
We can master the stage
We’ve been put upon.
Maybe Together
We can find true love
And lasting memories
To call upon.
Maybe Together
We’ll reach out and find
The place, the kind that’ll propel us
To the next human sweetness
Human kind.
Together forever
Maybe together
We’ll find.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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