Looking up to the sky
Looking for the answer
The reason why
The solid earth beneath my feet
Radiates love
Leaving no room
For defeat.
My mouth says words
Needed to be said
My hands hold
Thankfulness for all I see
And for the ground
On which I tread
Here, alongside thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Questioning, doubting
My ability
To know the answers
Right.
So that I can sleep
At night
Live thru the day
All bright.
With daily confirmation
The direction
I’m headed in
Is right.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Hoping to see joy in all humanity
As we transverse thru our lives
Holding each close
No tears cried
No hope denied
Just care and love in all our lives.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Seeking solitude, quiet and a resting mind
No bitterness, no crime
No tears smearing a saddened face
Only a smile, a happy thought
A loving gesture
All things caring in this
A quiet time.
That’s what I want, I need
In this
My quiet mind.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Making decisions
Some I don’t like
Making them in darkness
And board daylight.
Answering all questions
That’ll make things right
Make people believe in me
Today, tonight.
I don’t have all answers
Still decisions
Decisions will be made
By tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Furious and bitter
Mad and angry
Hate the controlling people
Who try to control
Me.
Their ashes and residue
Spewing forth
Needless discord, no harmony.
Angry
I’m angry
Angry at me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The sun rises bringing light
To the darkness
Shrouded in the night.
Exposing goodness
Brightness
And
Healing light.
The way is lit for those
Lost in the darkness
Of an unforgiving night.
No one knows
From where it comes
Or where it goes
When we sleep at night.
It just appears
Bringing
Glorious morning light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The beauty of a sunset
Filtered sun falling thru
The splendour of the sea
Nothing can impress
Like the world around of me.
No one will see the ugly
No one can forsaken me
For in my opinion
My heart is an untold wonder story
That I’m settling down to read.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Let the memories thrive
In my head, my heart
Our lives.
Let them not control
The moments now
Nor allow me to live a lie.
But exist with their thoughts
To survive, to strive
To be alive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Soldiers march
Feet hitting the ground
Sending thunder, fear
That does resound
In a heart filled in ache
Pity and pain
All those things not needed
But
Unfortunately
Part of the refrain.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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