When I find you
My dear heart
I’ll hold you close
Never again to be apart.
The pounding rhythm
That signifies we live
Tells me just how to give.
My breath, my life away
To something special
That gives me the chance
To live each and everyday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I’ve been thinking wonderful thoughts
Creating life of something
Nobody thought
Lived or existed before this time
Mine alone, mine, mine.
Now lives not only in my mind
But in the world
Never again to be just a thought
I’m thinking in my head
That nobody else has ever thought.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
The sky is falling, the sky is bright
Heaven helps us make it
To the morning light.
Let no one be left behind
No one treated awful or unkind
See redemption’s path
The tracks that lead our way.
Our souls need not pray
For we are found, we live
We live another day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
A robin wings her way south
Buffeting winds
That may drive her off course
Today undaunted
She stays focused on her way
Though wind, rain and snow
She goes to the place
Where the sun glows heat
And where she stays
Til its time once again
To fly north
With all her family and friends.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Why does it happen
What will stop me
From a big cry
How did I let it come to this
Once again.
When will I understand
The process doesn’t need
To harbour all this doubt
Mistrust and anger
Once again.
Now I’ll step back looking at
All that has been
Refresh my mind knowing
I can conquer this and everything
Once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Some days are sad
In remembering the past
The heartache and anguish
Seems to last and last.
You know years have passed
You know all have moved on
Yet still some days are hard
The sadness seems to go
On and on.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Hearing all is not the same
As hearing nothing
No one to blame.
Take the course, take the way
In your head you hear
Everyday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Do I have something to say
Will anyone listen
Have I gone to the past
That now lasts and ever lasts?
What will I do if the words
I spoke prove to be untrue
Will I cry
Will I speak of why?
Don’t know the answers
To those questions
Illuminating my mind.
Only know
I speak the words
That fill my questioning mind.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I heard the wild goose call
I heard her plaintive tone.
I bowed my head in honour
Of all those left
Left alone.
On the field of war and anger
In the battle
No one wins alone.
I heard the wild goose call
Come
Come bring your brave soldiers home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Snow has fallen
Blanket soft and white
Caressing slumber
In a quiet night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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