Anger frustration
Darkness and fear.
They dwell here.
A moment ago
I drove them out
Back they came
Right back here.
Freedom to lose them
Freedom to be happy
Without anger, frustration
Darkness and fear.
No one to blame
No one to fear.
Muster the courage
Step out of the darkness
Step there to the place
We hold dear.
No anger, frustration
Darkness or fear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Sometimes the world will cry
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes the rain will wash away
The hurt, the anger and the pain
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes I need to say
I’ll cry but only for today
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Whatever happens maybe extreme
It doesn’t mean
I have to accept it or labour beneath it’s screams
Of hurt, anger and unnecessary demeans.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Let me settle down
My anger now is very, very profound.
You took a life, meant nothing to you
Just something in your way
With a swipe, you took a life away
Didn’t miss a stride nor did your heart skip a beat
You went on like nothing bad marked your soul
Or was there blood on your saintly hands
You smiled, laughed, no trace upon your angelic face
Of the death someone has to face
A death you caused, you alone.
It may have been just a little creature
Living life in the space you called your own
You crushed the breath from that creature’s chest
You ground your shoe in the sand
Leaving no trace of a life
That may have been so grand.
Life is precious
Intertwined with all we see
Combined to grow, prosper alongside one another
Whether we walk, run, leap or crawl
You’re not alone nor can you make it alone
Don’t kill those whose heart sings a different beat
Instead remember
We need one another in this life we been shown.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.
Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.
Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.
No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.
Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.
For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.
There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
So much has changed
The world is not, not the same.
Death, anger, disarray
Where do I belong in this change
Playing out on what seems a sunny day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
We can succeed in this life we need
Accessing those things we hold so dear.
We can succeed whether the sky is fair
Or filled with heartache, anger and despair.
We can see our way in this life we need
For we believe we can and will succeed.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Snow blows a crisp cold white
Deafening on this spring morning night
Flying by with a unrepentive no melting cry
Once again covering all going deep down inside.
Some will die in this cold white mess
As snow hungers to hold a grip
Til no life stirs beneath its icy depth
Breeding death, anger and remorse
Snow blows, snow blows
Making life full of needless stress.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Poetry
Taken from the pages
Of anarchy
Full in the hearts of subtlety
Showing no malice is
Poetry.
Poetry
Why have you come
To be my destiny?
Nothing matters but
The throes of the heart in
Poetry.
Poetry
Anger, passion, full
Of the vacant sound coming
From that original sin
Even then
Blessed is the heart
That changes history with
Poetry.
Poetry
No one can know what
Could have been
My heart, my love and
All life has been and now
Come be within
Poetry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Going back over the past
Seeing things different
Now that I’m relaxed.
Joy sometimes
Anger and anguish at other
But these emotions
These emotions are mine.
I’ll filter with joy, anger and anguish
All those emotions that are mine
While relaxed, going back, thru the past.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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