Let it begin. Let it end.
I will enjoy the journeys
That I spend
From the begin to the end.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category
Let It Begin. Let It End
July 29, 2013
Morning Glory Surely Rides
July 26, 2013Morning glory surely rides
On the tide of morning rise
Sleep was sound
Resting peacefully all around
Now we raise our presence
To the morning sun
Boldly moving in a direction
That will free us in
The morning glory sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Fingers Move Across The Page
July 25, 2013Fingers move across the page
Feeling emotions that do rage
Calming down anxious stress
With each word that is expressed.
Yes, fingers make anguish
Dissipate
As they move across
Caressing a waiting page.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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The Blog Police Just Came By
July 24, 2013The blog police just came by
They warned me
I had better not ever cry.
What is this?
I did not quiz
Only wanted to reminisce
About the time
The ballon wouldn’t rise.
The blog police
Did just come by
My oh my
I don’t know why.
Guess I better not ever cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Memories, Memories
July 23, 2013
Memories, memories
Running thru my head
Memories that I wish would remain dead
Memories, memories come flooding in
Full of heartache and chagrin
Up they come from somewhere
Somewhere profane laughing
Chiding me of what has been
Memories, memories sometimes
Not the best of history that could
Or would have been
Memories, memories that should
Not have been.
Memories, memories wash them away
With happy thoughts of yesterday
Memories, memories.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Sometimes I Write
July 22, 2013Sometimes I write
Sometimes I let it ride.
The blue sky, the green
As far as can be seen
Gives me something
Sometimes.
So sometimes I write
And sometimes
Sometimes I just let it ride.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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When The Busyness And Crazies
July 19, 2013
When the busyness and crazies
Go swirling around my head
When the future and past collide
With something full of only dread.
That’s when
I must hollow out a niche
And cuddle there instead.
Cause no one has
Ever heard of chicken soup
To ease the sop
That fills my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Persecution Is Complex
July 17, 2013
Persecution is complex
Rules the master
And doesn’t jest.
Cobble up the past mistakes
Take them to a present place
Rectify and complete
Make them better
But be discreet.
This is what I surely need
To stop that
What brings me here
To my knees.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Tenderness, Sweetness
July 15, 2013
Tenderness, sweetness
Is all I can think
Til we meet again
Again.
Journeys are bold
Excursions wondrous sure
But nothing will be nothing
Until I see and you hold me.
Then and only then
It will surely be
Tenderness, sweetness
For me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Around And Around We Go
July 10, 2013
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
