
I may not be rich
BUT
I’m wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016


I may not be rich
BUT
I’m wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016


When everything is obscure
Upside down
In the loo
How can I think
Pleasant thoughts
Laugh or cry with hilarity?
Nope
Not happening
Crushed, lonely
I trudge ahead
Feeling chains
Of impending dread
A smile cannot cross
My doomed face
All joy is gone
It’s been erased.
Why I live
Why I die
An answer comes
Slowly
As I cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Dedicated to those that served and gave all
Dedicated to Sue, who has lost her beloved horse, Yorkie.
Our thoughts are with you.

I close my eyes just to feel my heart
Feel the pain
Please make it to depart
Lost to all never more to be
The call I loved and adored from thee.
Feel the sadness reign
Beginning down the path
Of no gladness, ecstasy
Only sadden, weeping pain.
You have gone, lost to me
Remorse is not the word
I need or want to see
Tears once of joy shattered
Left, gone no more to employ
Only rivers long, tragic and so deep
Flowing with overwhelming sadness
Do they weep.
Brought down to my knees
Blows of anguish
Anger
Morose disbelief.
Truly thought you’d live forever
Now know is never going to be
Love you ever
Ever please believe
Wanted never
You to leave me never
Ever leave me never please.
Now gone I oh so…
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When I think
My heart, my soul
Believe the right will come
Will be bestowed.
When I think can’t think
About what could have been
Can’t speculate on how
It came about
What now has been.
When I think I open up
My heart, my soul
To the world’s best
The light that guides
That lets me hear
The way to go.
When I think all is done
My heart, my soul
Laugh and say
Don’t ever think the best is gone
Or all hope is dead.
When I think, I know
We will survive, we will grow
We will make a life
The envy of
My heart, my soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016


Only can hope and pray
That everything today
Everything
Will turn out okay.
~ Patrice
Good Luck America!
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Have you seen
The adventures that have been
Have you seen?
Have you seen anything
That would help alleviate the pain
Make the world a better place
Secure with all kinds of gain
Have you seen?
Have you seen all
That is laid out on the landscape
To the end
Of the world’s horizon line
Have you seen?
Have you seen
The things that I too
Have seen resting near and far
Part of nature’s plan
Living life growing right
Have you seen?
Have you seen
Have you seen, seen anything?
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

I can see the words
They tell me of the time
When hearts were loved
And words all rhymed.
They tell me of the joy
The majesty and triumphant gladness
No casting of badness
No broken bones
Or hearts lost in a world
Filled with madness.
These words they fill the place
With love, beauty, grace
I accept the honour
Bestowed here upon me
Of seeing life with words that
Never conquer
Just for the sake of me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Tortured thoughts
Ricochet thru my mind
Leaving harrowing things harbouring
Crying
Those that I don’t like to find.
Why have they come?
Why won’t they go?
I need not believe in their anger
Vengeance
I need not tow all this piled up
This awful collection of
Tortured thoughts.
~ Patrice
© Patrice clarkson – 2016