Working on what’s right
On
What to say
When everything comes to light
When all see
What completes the day.
Then
I’ll have the words
That’s when I’ll know
What to say.
This is what I tell myself
Worried, I’m lying
Worried
I don’t really know
What’s right
Or
What I need to say.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Heaven sees, heaven knows
All the happenings
We need not
Disclose
Our trials, our tribulations
All our triumphs
For
She knows.
Tomorrow
Heaven will know, will see
Cause
She lives
Lives within us all
Inside of you, inside of me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Don’t let me be
The one who cries
Incessantly.
Don’t let me be
The one who mistakes
Happiness
For something else
Something, I don’t want to be.
Don’t let me be
All alone
In the midst of splendour
Please, don’t let me
Don’t let me be.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
There isn’t any time
To
Make it right
No time to turn around
An ongoing blight.
Let the world know
Let it be said
You stood your ground
You did what had to be done
Had to be said.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Tender is the heart
That beats
Coursing love thru all that speak
Never once demanding back
Only loving, loving
And
That is that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I go to write
Listening for the words to form
Pictured in my mind they come
They take their form
On the page they rest
Now said, now wrote.
I thank the presence
That brought them to my mind
Formed the thoughts to convey
And then
Without another word
Quietly slipped away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Maybe you saw
What happened to me
Maybe you saw
How unnecessary.
But then it happened
Happened to you and you see
Nothing to judge
Even if done discreetly.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Totally don’t know
What to say
Maybe later, later in the day
All will be clear
All
Understood
And
I’ll know, know what I should say
I surely should.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You cannot see
I cannot say
What
Will happen, happened
Yesterday.
The time is unknown
Can only wonder
About tomorrow
And
What took place
Yesterday.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Stand tall
Answering the questions
Roaming
Through your mind.
Don’t let them grow
Becoming nothing
But
All you see.
Don’t let them be the essence
Of what makes up
The you
Or
The sweet, gentle
Me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
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