– Written for Joe and Dena in hope of helping them with their loss –
Gentle eyes that cry
No more
A powerful heart beats
No more
Caressing a muzzle soft
No more
A courageous soul lost
To soar up to heaven
Not here with me
No more
How I did adore
No more
A life lived in greatness
Now
No more, no more.
~ Patrice
– Rest in peace and loving love dear Djack –
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Why do we try?
Why do we cry?
Why do we die?
What else is there to learn
When we’ve learnt it all?
Silly oh so small is the mind
Maybe that wonders such things
Holding those thoughts
Not moving forward at all.
Why?
Wondering that’s all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The blog police just came by
They warned me
I had better not ever cry.
What is this?
I did not quiz
Only wanted to reminisce
About the time
The ballon wouldn’t rise.
The blog police
Did just come by
My oh my
I don’t know why.
Guess I better not ever cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The answer came to me
Not in a flash of light
Nor as a wave crashing in the night
That those past lives lived
Come to us in a way
So simple and so straight away
They come in our DNA.
We remember things gone by
And don’t know why
But the reason is
They are in our DNA.
Such as when you think
You’ve been here before
Think again
For you have been
It’s all written in your DNA.
They tell us what we need
What will make us pleased
It’s all there in our DNA.
When you think you’ve been
In this situation once again
It’s most likely true
The blueprints shows us
Thru and thru all that’s written
There in our DNA.
Why we laugh and grin
Why we cry and don’t know why
The answer is in no other place
It’s our saving grace
There within for eons been
Hidden in our DNA.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
There lies the reason that I cry
No, not the one you’d think
But the reason
That makes me cry and cry.
Whenever I smile
Laugh and go ahead
Something in the back
Holds oh so much
Awful, awful dread.
Makes me cry
Makes me shed
Tears not of happiness
But
Those of monster dread.
Seek and find the reason
That I cry
Seek and find the reason
I feel like I want to die
When I think
Of that dreadful reason
That makes me cry and cry.
Bring it to the open
Expose it to the light
No more hidden
In the darkness of tear light.
Change those tears
And cry’s of sadness
To ones crying
In ecstasy and delight
My life will then not be hidden
In the darkness of tear light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Sometimes I cry
Other times
I laugh hysterically.
Sometimes quiet
Takes over me.
How I respond
To the happenings
In my life
Is totally up to me.
Enjoy
Enjoy your life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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