Sadness again rears it’s head
As I think of those we’ve lost
Those that are now dead.
Lived lives we did share
Held them close, loved them
But now despair.
Remember
Remember those gone
Not so much with sadness
But rejoicing love forever long.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
A lot of thoughts in my head
A lot of thoughts
That have not been said.
Swirling, racing round
Racing thoughts
Racing in my head.
Some thoughts I’ve done
Some will rise up
To their vision high
Others will wither, die.
Then too, they’ll become
Just another thought
I thought
In my crazy, thoughtful head
I thought, I said. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson
When I know
What to do
My heart
Will lead
My soul
Will show
My eyes
My ears
My hands
My feet.
This I know
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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
The bottom falls out
That’s when I see
The dirty truth
That’s been hiding
From me.
I didn’t know
I couldn’t see
All that sordid, disgusting
Lying
Cheating on me.
Now I’m free
I can see
To help those in the same state
That once held
Imprisoned me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I know the answered answer
I know why
I know how the question answered
I just don’t know
The answers why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Anger still
Dwells in my head.
Rushing rage
Instead of quiet thoughts
Those not laid to bed
Ones none can quiet
Pushing thru
Shoving niceness
Out the door
Seeing red.
A cold blizzard
Filled with evil
The only thing in store.
Standing alone
Hurting head
Wrongs done
Festering
Boiling in my veins
Cursing
Spewing words of malice
Unprecedented dread.
Anger still
Still anger in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I had a dream last night
Everything was alright
Making me think
I’ve done something right.
There were no reproaches
No “What if I had done?”
It was nice this recollect.
It made me feel
I could bask in the sun
Relax and display all I had done.
Sometime go back
Look at your life
See the positive
Forget the strife.
Maybe then you’ll say
“I had a dream last night
And everything is alright.”
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Anger mounts, consuming me
No help in sight, it seems
Not for me.
Then, I turn about
Then, I see
A world full of majesty.
Holding out a hand
A love envelopes
Consumes me.
Not a breath I take
Is it done on it’s own
Or just for me.
I am part of the universe
That holds, loves, surrounds
As it protects me
Then, I know
No anger mounts
Consuming me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Life lives and does grow in the heart and the soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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