I don’t know where you’ve been
My heart it cries
My soul is lost upon a sea of sadness
As
Winds blow despair
Through a place so sorrowful
So extreme.
Then you come
You are here once again
Joy rises
My lips are filled with loving kisses
Ecstasy
Thunders in my heart
Yes, you are everything
You’re all I need.
Come lie beside of me
Let us be together
Never again
For me to wonder where
You could have gone
Where you’ve been.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I know why I’m here
Know the world spins and turns
I know sadness and grief
And
I know great joy and ecstasy.
Yes
I know what it means
To be in this world
And part of everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I fear my heart will sink
Deep beneath all those things
That
Run my world
Bringing morning sun
And everything.
Then
Will I still be able
To laugh, cry and see
Moon beams streaming
Love
Filled with ecstasy?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Let me feel the gratitude
See heaven in all before
Beyond me.
Let me know the life I live
Is not in vain but giving all
To those that need me.
Let me leave this world
Embroiled in nothing more
Than pure love and ecstasy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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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This day, this day is about to be
Whether happiness, heartache it will be
Greet it with joy
Greet it with ecstasy.
For the next day, tomorrow
May never be
You see this may be, the last day
The last day you see.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Let me sit under the maple tree.
Let my soul live far into eternity
Let me see my heart soar in ecstasy
Let me be one of the ones
Who carry the message to all that need.
Under the maple tree
Let me be me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
My running is not all I am about
But it is what keeps me physically healthy, grounded and at peace
Without it, I will have no focus, no inner peace.
My writing is not all I am about
But from it, I feel whole, in touch with who I am spiritually
I feel a calm, a calm fulfillment.
My art is not all I am about
It’s what I need, what I feel called to do
A yearning, a desire, a challenge, an ecstasy
It is who I am. Who I desire to be.
But not all I am about.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
My heart sends the word
To those that want to be
Free and deep dark
In the sea of cordial ecstasy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Anticipation
Anticipation of what can and will be
Sadness, sorrow
Or
Unprecedented ecstasy
Mine to control
With the best there is
Anticipation
That’s what it is.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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