I know it
shouldn’t hurt like this
I know it shouldn’t
be
Still
deep in my soul
my anger festers, rages
because of all
I see
Why does one hurt
another?
Why kill or maim
a living creature
or
another
human being?
Makes no sense
no sense
to me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You can
tell me anything
you want
you can put me
on the spot
You cannot
let me say a word
for
you have
the upper hand
You have
what I have not.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You can’t make me
no, you can’t make me
into
someone
I don’t want to be
You can’t make me
sing a song
I don’t like
no, you can’t make me
You can make me
into
someone who loves you
always, forever
unconditionally
You can
yes
you can make me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
On Fridays, I usually look back two years and revisit something I wrote during this same month. I call it ‘Look Back Friday’
Today, the piece I want to share is a poem I originally wrote for Remembrance Day in November 2018, and first brought back again in 2022. Now, I feel compelled to bring it forward once more and share it with you. . .
I heard the wild goose call
I heard her plaintive tone.
I bowed my head in honour
Of all those left
Left alone.
On the field of war and anger
In the battle
No one wins alone.
I heard the wild goose call
Come
Come bring your brave soldiers home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Colouring well
staying within the lines
not deviating
not
causing anything
that could be considered
a crime
Maybe tomorrow
or
the day after that
I’ll scratch across the table
colouring
everything black
Always
outside the lines
asking
whatever could be
up
with that?
~Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
We remember
we don’t
forget
all those who gave us
this life
we enjoy, we live
In gratitude
we
honour
we give our best
to
those that served
They are the
ultimate
They are the
Best.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
I am grateful
for the love
I feel
today, tonight
It’ll guide me
through
all heartache
strife
My heart, my head
my hands
my feet
all moved together
with that
an universal beat
All
are grateful
for
this love
Placed
in
our heart
that
makes it move
with such
a lovely
lovely beat.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You told me
told me
how it was
going to be
You told me
told me
but
I just couldn’t see.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You can not
colour
you can not
be
someone
full of courtesy
if
in your heart
there beats
anger
absolute misery.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
Let me not begin
to feel
all the anger
misery
Let my eyes see
happiness, gratitude
everything
but
misery
Let my feet trod
on
hallowed ground
let not a stone
make me stumble
fall down
And
Let my hands hold
all that’s right
now, forever
even
thru the darkest night.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
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