I hold you close
I keep you
tight to my chest
No one will come
between our love
you are the one
the best.
Our love will live
into tomorrow
all the days ahead
for you are my love
the one I live for
long for
forgetting all the rest.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
I let them go
He held me close
No words were said
It was as if
He was a ghost.
Tomorrow may be
A different day
I hope
He’s with me
Keeping all
That’s bad at bay.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Sleepy, tired
wake up from tired sleep
open eyes, rub the sleep right out
yawn quite a bit
move about
breath in, breath out.
Wake for the day starting, begin
sleep tonight after dark steps in
where once again
sleepy, tired is what is felt
begins.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
When I look in the mirror
I see an old lady
Starring at me.
I agonize over
Whether she
Really likes me.
Does she think
Me silly
I can’t see.
But so want to tell her
I’m happy
She got to be an old lady
Just like me!
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Why haven’t you held me close
Protected me from the worst, the gross
Why haven’t you?
Why haven’t you heard my pleas
My calls for help
Why haven’t you?
Why haven’t you seen the worst
And fell upon the evil that has me cursed
Why haven’t you?
Why haven’t you seen, heard, felt or been
The one I need
Why haven’t you?
Why haven’t you?
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
I’m not the one
to cry, weep or wail
for the sky opens
and all possibilities
will be at my disposal.
Nothing to hinder me
not one soul that fights
is against the role
that I see coming
for me.
Laugh, cry
sing
a song of happy
for it is truly
the road to eternity.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The heart is cold
the lie not true
changes made fall back
upon you.
Make your way
bridge the gap
be true to heart
foresake not.
The ones who bled
when you
were far apart.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Ideas come
sometimes they flow
then
then sometimes
they stop.
The page is blank
not a thought, not anything
just a slate, a page
that’s clear.
Then
then all of a sudden
they flow
in a rushing, gushing river
that overflows.
What a time, a place to be
for it’s then I know
I have ideas that will grow
and grow and grow.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The sun shines bright
bringing morning
into daylight
birds sing, squirrels fly
looking for feasts
in the clear morning
light.
Nothing could go wrong
nothing could be bad
hoping for the best
in the bright morning
sunlight.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
What I’ve seen
is
the best of you
the world
in all
it’s splendour
that’s
what I’ve seen
No anger nor hate
none
of that
is
what I’ve seen
What I’ve seen
is it true
or
would you remind me
that
what I’ve seen
is
just, only
a lovely, recurring dream.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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