We look to do our best
To see the best
And live a life of no unrest.
Sometimes it works
Sometimes we fail.
But in the end
we live, we love
We follow our destiny’s trail.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Our Best
January 21, 2019
Where Are We Going?
January 18, 2019
Where are we going?
How long will we stay?
Are our friends coming with us?
Is our life in disarray?
No answer to these questions
No words will make the wrong okay
All I can do is wonder
Cause tomorrow will bring answers
I’m asking for today.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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My Heart Beats Soft
January 17, 2019
Slowly hearing
My heart beats soft
Taking in the beauty
Beneath, within
And
Aloft.
No words spoken
No words need said
For all is explained
In a beat so soft
Inside
Instead.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Pleading With Myself
January 16, 2019
Pleading with myself, I said
— Be careful —
Step slowly with a definite purpose
Leave no one behind
Deny not the living kind
Express yourself with love and kindness
Saying nothing but the best
Then laugh and let it be
Let it rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Heartfelt Heartache
January 15, 2019
Heartfelt heartache
Bleeding me dry
Remorse
Smouldering
As I cry.
No cruel words
Need to be said
For flags of submission
Can be seen
Flying overhead.
I’m on a downward
Roll-a-coaster slide
Out of control
Bleeding
As I die.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Life Is A Joy
January 14, 2019
Life is a joy
Nowhere is there room
For sadness
Heartache nor doom.
If you see that
All comes to be
Just what
Just what you need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Never Known Where I Belong
January 11, 2019
Never known where I belong
Seems to me my whole family
Is just wrong.
Why? Why?
Neither does my love’s
Seem willing to embrace
Me strong.
Why? Why?
I don’t know where I belong
Wherever I go
The same seems to apply.
Why? Why?
Am I from another earth?
Do I belong in a time
Gone by?
Can’t say
Don’t know what’s wrong.
Or should I just understand
The world belongs to those
That accept different as they are
Part of the woven web
Is what we are.
We belong, we belong
I now know where it is I belong.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Riches
January 10, 2019
Riches found, riches in every way
Looking out onto riches
To the end of the day.
Riches are all I see
Riches free
Riches for you, for me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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My Heart Is Open
January 9, 2019
My heart is open
My mind is free
To become everything I need to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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I Have To Go
January 8, 2019
I have to go, I mustn’t stay
The world moves on there is decay
But beneath the depths
A spirit cries loud and clear
Bring your best
I’ll hold her safe, I’ll hold him dear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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