I know
you haven’t been
all
I want you to be
But
Have I been
all
you need
all you seek?
Likely not I feel
I see
I think.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025




Lick your wounds
Forget your ego
Dust that battered self off
While looking
To the future
See what’s best for you
Feel no regrets
Lose no sleep wondering why
What happened
Happened
Don’t go deep inside self-pity
Know this was a message
Sent
To keep you well
Moving forward
Not
Skipping a single
Beat.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022





On Fridays, I usually look back two years and revisit something I wrote during this same month. I call it ‘Look Back Friday’
Today, the piece I want to share is a poem I originally wrote for Remembrance Day in November 2018, and first brought back again in 2022. Now, I feel compelled to bring it forward once more and share it with you. . .

I heard the wild goose call
I heard her plaintive tone.
I bowed my head in honour
Of all those left
Left alone.
On the field of war and anger
In the battle
No one wins alone.
I heard the wild goose call
Come
Come bring your brave soldiers home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Colouring well
staying within the lines
not deviating
not
causing anything
that could be considered
a crime
Maybe tomorrow
or
the day after that
I’ll scratch across the table
colouring
everything black
Always
outside the lines
asking
whatever could be
up
with that?
~Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2025
