Seldom do I see the likes of you
heading down the same path
as me.
We talk and laugh, pass the time of day
never once thinking what has happened
yesterday.
This moment is all we have
Never looking forward to what may come
in future days.
Then I’ll smile, you’ll laugh as we part
no longer sharing the same path
on our separate ways.
~ 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
In the heart of my distress
I find an ark of happiness
Ferrys me to a life
In heaven’s image
No heartache, nor strife
In my dreams I seek, I see
This hallowed place I saw
I seek.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When I hear those words
That melt my heart, make my tears cry
Filling up the world’s cup of gratitude
When I hear
Hear those wondrous words
I know I’m alive.
~ 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
Begging for the answer
Looking for the right
To make my life a difference
Far, far into the brightest day
The darkest night.
No one will answer
Justify or let it go
Me alone will climb
The altar’s steps
Me alone will be the one
To know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
The world turns, it goes
Then comes back around
No breath is taken
Except on its sacred ground.
The future is hidden
The past is the past
Nothing now will forever
Last.
Turning slowly, turning fast
The world is ours
Hold on
It’ll be a blast.
~ 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
Feeling the heart pound
Listen
Listen to that sound.
Life is given, taken away
Only the heart moving
Signifies life breathes
We live
We live today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Solely, I Miss the heart that beats
Leaving behind a foggy mist
Never to dissipate.
Answers few, mostly none
Moving forward
Emotions on the run.
Embrace and hold
Respect and see
Loving you meant loving me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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