Don’t know where I am
Nor where I’m going to be
Can’t see down the road
Or far off cross the sea.
For I am.
I am what I see
Nothing ever changes
Here, within side of me.
Don’t know where I’m going
Never knew where I’ve been
But here now in the present
Is a charming human being.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
In my life I’ve had some strife
And crisis, one or two.
Makes no difference
What you feel
It’ll happen to you too.
Bless my heart
I did not come apart
I strove to make
A good life from it too.
So now I see
What happened to me
I believe, was meant to be
To make me
A better person too.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Dwelling in depths
I don’t want to be
Remembering things
I don’t want to see.
Free me
Free me
Take me out of here
Let me walk in the sun
Have some fun and not despair.
Not despair or care if my world
May come to an end
Another one is just
Around the bend.
And maybe just maybe
It’s more fun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Behind it all
Stands the Grande.
The one who knows
Watches all flow
The ebb and tide
Of each man.
There the Grande
There he stands.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Majesty leads the way
Thru all that may
Stand in the way.
Let it be.
Let it be all it can be
For I am here
Just an eternity.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Spirit glowing, burning bright
Threading through the dark of night.
Touching many with power’s might
Spreading darkness with clear, bright light
Bringing joy, making right.
May I know the kind and gentle
Guiding me through awful night.
Feel the glowing spirit bright.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
My friend John
Is never gone
Along with Carol
When I needed a friend
There was my friend John.
Showed the world
What men are made of
A true friend
My friend John.
All those memories
Are long gone
But not my friend
My friend John.
The body may wear
Give up and despair
But not the soul, the heart
Of a great, brave man
My friend John.
No remorse, no regrets
In this life he lives
Giving all for those
Surrounding, loving
My friend John.
Knowing you has been
A blessing
A treasure to behold
Thank you
My friend John.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Remorse
Difficulty reigning here
Nothing clear
Nothing, nothing clear.
Muddle on
Focus and see
The way out
Of this turbulent sea.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Wind blowing all around
Trees falling
Falling to the ground
Crashing, smashing all around
Terror where to hide
Terror, terror must decide.
Smashing, crashing
Wind howling all around
Hide in cover, don’t peek out
Be it known
Destruction all about
Wind blowing all around
Smashing hearts
To the ground.
Smashing, crashing
Bringing down
All that’s mighty
To the ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Hear the lessons in your head
Feel the words without any dread.
Know they’ve come to lead you
Where you need to tread.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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