Sensibilities are sometimes not sensible.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Sensibilities
April 17, 2018
Understand, Don’t Understand
April 16, 2018
Understand, don’t understand
How the world turns round
Can’t conceive, see the concept
Of what will come to be.
All fits together, all is a mess
Nothing left undone
All’s well and is what
Is the outcome.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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For Absolutely No Reason
April 13, 2018
For absolutely no reason
I’m sent to the past
Made to remember things
I’d rather pass.
For no reason
They breathe life again
Making me remember
All over again and again.
The outcome is no different
The end is the same
For absolutely no reason
I remember again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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I Don’t Know, Neither Do You
April 12, 2018I don’t know, neither do you
Where will we go when
We’re through.
I don’t know, neither do you
But we do know where
We’ve been and been through.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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I’m Going To Be
April 11, 2018
I’m going to be here
And over there.
I’m going to be full of brilliance
Nothing more.
I’m going to be forever
Evermore.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Delicately Said
April 10, 2018
Delicately said
The words come out
Saying things
Leaving no doubt.
There is a God
He lives right here
His breath is felt
He’s very near.
Words said
Heal a broken heart
Like falling rain
Never to be lost again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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No Words To Say
April 9, 2018
No words to say on this terrible, terrible day
My heart, my thoughts are with you
Those who have lost so much.
Remember their laugh, their jokes
Their expertise in playing hockey
Winning, skating, scoring
Checking, hat trick touch
They did it all.
They stand with you still
Holding up, holding close
You, their folks.
Til you too can come
To their fantastic playoff game.
You’ll watch them score
No heartache anymore
A team unsurpassed
Watch them play
Winning in your hearts today
A love you’ll never lose
No more.
~ Patrice
My prayers are with you the family, friends, those who knew the ones on the Humboldt Bronco bus, whose lives were tragically cut short on Friday.
May they rest in peace and love. ❤
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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It Fell From The Sky
April 6, 2018
It fell from the sky
Crashed to the earth
A spaceship from somewhere
Maybe the past
Resting now
In a soft bank of snow.
Who knows who they are?
Where they’ve been
And where they’re yet to go
Now impaled
Stuck in the snow.
Will they go in reverse
Back to the sky
Disappearing from earth
In the dark of the night?
Going forth to the future
In a blaze of hot light?
Then again
They could melt into the snow
Part of the crowd, no one to know
Not born or raised here on earth
But from a place we don’t know.
There are those who’ll say
“It’s an icicle deep in the snow
Fell from the eavestrough
Succumbed to gravity’s pull”.
As for me, I just don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Yesterday
April 5, 2018
This day is today
It’ll be tomorrow
Yesterday.
Can’t live without it
Yet see it pass away
Becoming a time in
Yesterday.
No longer tomorrow
Now today I’m living
Yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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I Don’t know The Answer
April 4, 2018
I don’t know the answer
Even as the question
Isn’t asked.
The flow knows the answer
It leaves it on a bed
Of relevance
Fearing nothing
Only feeling dread.
I don’t know the answer
But not to say the answer
Isn’t in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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