I’m not sure what I’ll write
Something about yesterday
Maybe something
That will occur tonight.
No rules in place
No sayings to follow
Just hear that soft voice speak
And my writing, my words
They follow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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I’m Not Sure
March 15, 2018
When I Think Of Things
March 5, 2018
When I think of things that’ve passed
I wonder
Where they came to live
In what heart do they survive
And will they be known
In the future’s past?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Memories
February 20, 2018
Memories are with me
I wish had died
Memories of an existance
I think of and cry
No memories of happiness
Or pleasure survive
Remember memories
That took me out
Of the memories
That just make me sigh
Memories, my memories
That make me cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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The Way The World Goes
February 8, 2018
Haven’t told my heart the way the world goes
Haven’t said the words that no one else does know
Won’t even tease the strings
That connect her to my sauntering toes
Nor let her ears, my lips know
Just how the world goes.
~ Patrice
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Ever Wonder Why?
February 1, 2018
Ever wonder why?
Ever think things happen
On a line
You can’t deny?
Ever wonder why
Answers come
But don’t seem to be
The ones asked
Or seen technically?
Ever wonder, wonder why?
~ Patrice
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Taking A Break
January 15, 2018
Taking a break
Going to wait til I feel
My thoughts are revived.
Will think of you still
But just not writing until
I feel an inspiring thought.
~ Patrice
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My Journey Is Special
December 20, 2017
My journey is special
I am elite
No one else walks, talks
Or looks like me.
My heart skips a beat
When I look in the mirror
For there someone exceptional
Is looking at me.
No one in this world
This story or be
The exact same example
The same human being.
I am special
I am me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Death Is Overpowering Me
December 19, 2017
Death is overpowering me
Coming, telling me
What to do, where to go
Where to be.
Death is walking beside me
Holding gently, telling me
Souls who go don’t leave
They too, are alongside me.
Death is breathing life inside me
My time will come but not now
Go live a life full of love
Fun and beauty.
This death tells me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Watching
November 23, 2017
Watching
Things happen at a
Happening
No one knows the road to go
Following
Down a path
Filled
With all sorts of things
Waiting
For the sun to show
Rising
Filled with glamour unsurpassed by
Anything
Yes, I’m watching
Everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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When I Look Out And See
October 30, 2017
When I look out and see magnificence and beauty
I wonder
Why heartbreak has to be.
~ Patrice
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