Similar to all, unique in itself
Glory and strife part of the time
Needed to rhyme.
Glorious, glorious rhyme
Similar but not the usual
No, unique this glorious rhyme
Travelling
Travelling gently thru time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Similar to all, unique in itself
Glory and strife part of the time
Needed to rhyme.
Glorious, glorious rhyme
Similar but not the usual
No, unique this glorious rhyme
Travelling
Travelling gently thru time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Let the autumn show my love
Let it fall upon heartfelt ears
Seen today amongst the treasures
Gathered all these years.
I will love you best you see
For you are all the world
Just to me.
Let the autumn
Share my love
Here upon the land
I love.
For loving you
I can see
Is a major part
Of my loving destiny.
Let it be
In this autumn land
I will care
And love you grand.
We will together
Travel thru winter’s cold
Into spring and on to
Summer’s promised land.
Where our love will dwell
In a loving
Loving autumn land.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

To be proud of yourself.
To be secure in who you are.
That is something worthwhile
And worth striving for.
An accomplishment.
An accomplishment to be proud of.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012


To cry is human.
It shows you care.
To laugh is human.
It shows you have joy.
To anger is human.
It shows you feel.
To remember is human.
It shows you have been.
To die is human.
It shows you have lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012


I have been this place before
I have stood upon the shore
Of destitution.
I have seen my heart soar
Into skys forever more
Cradled in the reality
Of hope.
I have been this place before
Weep not, weep not
For this has been my life
Throughout the toil
Joy and strife.
I have been this place before
And will remain here
For evermore.
Come join me
We will dance a jig
I have been this place before.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

We are here and most everywhere.
But have we really been here?
Be sure to be present in your life.
It is the only life you have.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

The committee has spoken
The committee has risen
Giving a spokesperson
A chance to be heard.
Nominate one
To speak for them all
The committee has spoken
All is forgiven.
Bless them for being
Bless them for they have risen
And said the things
That kept us imprisoned.
There in our souls
Freeing us now
From that terrible prison.
Fly away, fly away
For the committee has risen
Speaking the truth
For all of us imprisoned.
The committee has spoken
The spokesperson be
A heartwarming person
Freeing us here
In our forever eternity.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Powerful and immaculate
That’s what I want to be
Free floating over all my destiny
Seeing life as it should be
Glorious, magnificent needing
Nothing but me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Delving deep within
Holds so many sins
Scary thoughts prevail
Hesitation stops
And bars the door.
Enough
Enough no more!
Will I survive?
Will I make it
To the other side?
Not mine to decide.
Just got to go and ride
Ride the mighty thoughts
To a spot where I can get off
And walk away
A stronger one today
A whole lot better
Than yesterday.
Yes, delving deep within
Can hold oh so many sins
But something I need to do
I need to do today
Without anymore delay.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012