Around and around we go
On the so called life
Merry-go-round we go.
Sometimes it slows down
Other times it races thru strife
Sometimes it dies and all lies still
On a merry-go-round we go.
We hold no controls we only hang on
And ride the steed we’ve been given
On a around and around
Merry-go-round we go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Angry, angry
That’s all I say
Don’t want this to happen
Don’t want it this way.
Insane
What can I say?
Angry, angry
And it won’t go away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Let me be free
Free to accept life as it should be
Free to be the one I want to be
Free
Free to be me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Sleepy, lazy day
Working towards
Accomplishments
That’ll change
All my days.
A smile and some sad
The good and the bad
It’s all here
On a sleepy, lazy
My kind of working day.
That’s why I say
I’m hoping I hear
It’s all here
To stay.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Make the mess go away
No sputter, no delay
Cast it out
Cause it will decay
All thats good.
And betray a love
That loves in this
The coming day.
Make it
Make it go away .
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The sun comes out
The morning’s bright
I know, I’m sure
Everything is going
To be alright.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
You are on my journey
I’m on your path
The way, it wanders but I can see
There is no more wrath.
Quiet acceptance
Honouring you, honouring me
Moving on into each our destinys.
I am on your path
You are on my road
We pass by smiling full with love
Wondering what life does hold.
Bide your time
I’ll let it be
A wondrous world spreading out
In front of thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The light comes thru
Just a crack
Lighting all that has been
Black
Giving hope, strength
On it’s lighting way.
The more you see
The more it spreads
Bringing salvation to those
That had no destiny
Only dread.
Just one spark of light
Can spread and fill
The dark of night full of
Happiness
And most of all
Delight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
So many commitments lost
So many not fulfilled
Looking at myself
In disgust
For not being where I should.
So many changes
Were not mine.
Life goes on but in the meantime
Let me be the person
I should and want to be
Not losing anything that is dear
And right now lost to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
My heart sends the word
To those that want to be
Free and deep dark
In the sea of cordial ecstasy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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