Don’t let me be the one
The one that cries out lies
Never happy with her life
Always, always helping no one.
Don’t let me be the one
Who sees nothing pure or good
Looking every time
To the bad, the sad
Let me be not that one.
Let me be the one
Who sees beauty in everything
Feels life in the wind, earth and sky
A presence who just can’t
And won’t be denied
Let me, let me be that one.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I wake in the early morning light
Pondering my mission, my delight
No other knows
No other can conceive
The thoughts, the words
The images that come
Only to me.
The early morning light
Can be quiet
Still as the darkness left
Or filled with joy
Sounds singing, bringing forth
The board, bright daylight.
I will lay here
In the midst of my thoughts
The grey dawn getting ever so light
I will rise, knowing
What must be done
Beyond the early morning light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Sometimes a memory
Sadden, falls down my face
Coming straight from heaven
It holds a special time and place
In my heart forever
Starting there, glistening
Upon my face.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
The sun shines bright
The lake’s like glass in the evening light
I take a breath
Savouring all that abounds
I like, I love the world
That is all around.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I didn’t make it
Cut from the lot
Standing alone
Not knowing what’s up
What’s not.
I know it’ll be over
I’ll pass on
But for now
I’m lonely, fractured
Having trouble to cope
To move on.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Not having
It
Not seeing
It
Not feeling
It
Not sure what
It is.
But I’m hoping for
Pleading for
Trying to accomplish
It.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I saw you leaving, going away
Your back was turned
You didn’t say
A word of gratitude
Goodbye or even ‘Hey’
You just left
I saw you leave, go away.
My heart was broken
My life in disarray
I had nothing left that day
I saw you you leave
You were gone
You went away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.
Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Wondering what I’m going to do
Travel back in time
Or make memories all anew
Finding it hard to let go
Of thoughts and judgements
I’ve had, they just stay
They won’t go.
Heart is full, heart is fine
But it must be considerate
Of those along the way I find
Never to berate
Nor say stinging things
Be good, gentle
Moderate everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I don’t know why
The sky does cry
The wind wail
And the earth spin
Endlessly.
I don’t know why
I don’t know
Don’t know why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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