Snow comes flying down
laying waste to brown ground
swirls, banks of white
blowing on into night.
Hiding the sun, the moon
making all the landscape
a stark sight
enveloping the earth
like a giant cocoon .
It may be tomorrow
all will melt
til then enjoy the scene
and later
remember how it felt.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
No one knows nor do they care
mainly
mainly just because
they weren’t there.
Cause it all to be forgotten
Left behind
pages wrote, time sodden
with the tears of those
left behind and forgotten.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2019
Had a dream today
All my problems they just floated away
No need to agonize
No time to feel remorse
Immersed in happiness my course
Set far from sadness
Can’t remember any heart retching tale
Only gladness on this happy trail.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Seldom do I see the likes of you
heading down the same path
as me.
We talk and laugh, pass the time of day
never once thinking what has happened
yesterday.
This moment is all we have
Never looking forward to what may come
in future days.
Then I’ll smile, you’ll laugh as we part
no longer sharing the same path
on our separate ways.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Would you be mine
til the end of time?
Would you hold me close
taking no notice of how long a time?
Would you love me more than
Julius to Cleopatra or just as much
if not more?
Would the sweet scent of love
fill your nostrils evermore?
Leaving nothing else
to take your breath away?
Cause my love
I will love you forever
Ever, in this way.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Make it my own
Make it mine
No explanations, no excuses
Survive
I have done it
The best that I can
Trying to tell no lies
It’s me, my own, my life
Yes
I am alive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
In the heart of my distress
I find an ark of happiness
Ferrys me to a life
In heaven’s image
No heartache, nor strife
In my dreams I seek, I see
This hallowed place I saw
I seek.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When I hear those words
That melt my heart, make my tears cry
Filling up the world’s cup of gratitude
When I hear
Hear those wondrous words
I know I’m alive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling the anger, the pain
Of not being the answer
To what drains the life
From my world, my heart, my family
All that encompasses
Contains.
Could it be tomorrow
When things change, answers answered
The world full of laughter, families together
And nothing, no feeling
That everything is circling
A filthy, dirty drain.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Begging for the answer
Looking for the right
To make my life a difference
Far, far into the brightest day
The darkest night.
No one will answer
Justify or let it go
Me alone will climb
The altar’s steps
Me alone will be the one
To know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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