May the heart
Not be cold
But filled with wonders
Love untold.
May this be all
I do, see, behold
With a heart filled
Of love untold.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Posts Tagged ‘heart’
May The Heart
December 10, 2013
Then It Was Over
August 23, 2013
Then it was over.
And I stood on the precipice watching my heart flow away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Sadness Day Yesterday
August 20, 2013
Sadness day yesterday
Nothing wrong just felt
An overwhelming sad song
Playing havoc in my head
All day long.
Weeping, sleep could not keep
Me from that wrong song
All I could hear was that
Overwhelming sad song
Playing, weeping in my heart
Throughout the day
All day long.
Maybe today that song
That sad song
Will be forever gone
All day long.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Treacherous, Dangerous
August 14, 2013Treacherous, dangerous
Tread lightly and see
Your heart be safe
Arriving in the midst
Of a loving embrace
Tranquil
Secure all to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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My Heart Sends The Word
June 20, 2013
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
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I Must
May 13, 2013
I must give without expectation
I must live a life with pureness in my heart
I must not judge but accept
I must just live my best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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I Struggle
April 24, 2013I struggle with what I know
I struggle with life
A life I don’t know.
I struggle with honour
And a love to keep
Close to my heart.
I struggle never to weep
Or be lost in the depths
Of someone else’s heart.
I struggle here
I struggle there
Not knowing where to start.
Yes, I struggle
I do so struggle
Here within my head and heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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I Have Been
April 21, 2013I have been
Some other place
Before.
Now I live here
In your heart
For evermore.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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I Drink My Coffee
April 19, 2013I drink my coffee
I sip my tea
I struggle in the morning
Just to be me.
Then in the afternoon
It all becomes clear
Salvation from questions
I have no answers to
No answers for
Those I hold dear.
As night settles in
And my heart quietly rests
I see I’ve been tested
And survived with the rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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