You told me
I didn’t listen
I went on
my way
Why didn’t I listen
to
your kind words
soft and loud
telling
of things needed
to be
addressed
not allowed
But I didn’t listen
I didn’t say anything
to
stop the sadness
settle the anger
or
quell the foray
No, I did nothing
nothing like that
today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You see me
but
I don’t see you
I don’t feel anything
anything
for you
You came into
my life
when I was vulnerable
and
blue
you made me feel
I had something
to live for
unfortunately, it was
not you
Please forgive me
I don’t know what to do
I owe you so much
but
but I don’t
don’t love you.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
More
is
never enough
All
is the trouble with
not enough
Figuring
it out, making sure
I know
what I need, what I have
and
that it’s always
just enough.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Do you tell me?
Can I say
those words needed
to get through
this
one day?
I won’t know
what they are
I won’t voice them
today
Unless you tell me
Tell me
those precious words
to make
this
one glorious day.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
Stories
of
heartache
Stories
of
home
Sometimes they linger
just so
we don’t feel
All
alone.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
Let me be
Let me find the solace
I need
to
live life
comfortably
Let me be alone
with my thoughts
to
discover
where they want
to go
Let me feel
my heart
beat
in rhythm
with
the rhyme of life
Let me be
only
the one I want
to be
Let me
Let me be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
A home is a home
no matter the width, the size
treasured forever
lived in from birth
to the time you die.
Feel the gentle breathing
of timbers and frame
holding strong
in winter winds, torrential rains.
All are welcomed
with love, no despair
come
step into this home.
There you’ll share
laughs, great food
and
a glass of sweet cheer.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2022
I’ve heard you
cry
I’ve seen you
laugh
unfortunately
maybe someday
I’ll see you
die
But
in between
we’ll live life
as best we can
we’ll give
we’ll really live
and be
content with this
our only life
we’ll have
till the end.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
You call me
I hear
your name on my breath
oh such
a sweet refrain!
Tomorrow may I hear
again
your soft voice
telling me
how much love
you have
How we will always
be loving
now
forever
and
then
once again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
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