How
Do I know
The right is the way.
When
Will I be happy
Just to stay?
Now
Is the answer
Past has gone away.
Forever
Is never
This I know today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Posts Tagged ‘illustration by Patrice’
I Know
June 13, 2017
Write
June 6, 2017Write
What you need to.
Write
What you feel too
Doesn’t matter if it
Never sees daylight
Only known on pages
Of a book closed tight.
Write
Let it out
Let it be recorded on
The slate that makes you be
What you’ve become
You see.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Thee
May 24, 2017
Delicately
I embrace thee
Softly
I caress thee
While with my whole heart
I unconditionally
Love thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Your Sweet Soul
May 18, 2017
When your sweet soul
Touches me
I’m just in ecstasy
No light shines
As bright
Nor does the blue sky
Lie
When telling me
How you too
Are in love
In love with me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Writing Comes Easy
May 9, 2017
Writing comes easy
It’s the meaning that is hard.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Chaos And Wonder
May 1, 2017
Chaos and wonder
Are displayed
Reaching for justice
Dragons are slayed
No one comes forth
Nothing delayed
Anguish is vanquished
Honour laid
In beautiful heaps
At someone’s grave.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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We Keep Secrets
April 25, 2017
We keep secrets
We hold them tight
Never exposed
To see the morning light.
We keep secrets
Silent, secretive
They speak not a word
Sometimes to the grave
They’re carried, never heard.
We keep secrets
Untold secrets
We grasp them tight
Feeling the burden
The weight not light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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I Hear My Heart
April 5, 2017
Holding still and listening quietly
I hear my heart say everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Another Mouse
March 24, 2017
Another mouse
Inside the house
Caught by just his tail
Tried to run
That son of a gun
But the clatter left a trail.
Caught like a rat
In a trap
How could I let him go?
That I did
Outside in the cold blue snow
I did, I really did let him go.
If he lives is up to him
For it’s not
For me to know
I just let a mouse
That was in the house
I just let him go.
So if you see a mouse
With tape upon his tail
He is the one I did let go!
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Haven’t Heard
March 21, 2017
Haven’t heard
The end
Haven’t heard
The start
Waiting in between
Waiting
To hear my heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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