You don’t know and I won’t tell
The secrets kept
That do dwell deep beneath the sky
In plain sight
But blind to the naked, uncaring eye.
See you when your heart opens up
Your eyes do speak
And your mouth remains shut
Then you’ll know
The secrets I speak about
Then we’ll laugh and dance about.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Not asking for forgiveness
Not saying I am right
Just living life to the fullest
Able to rest, to sleep tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I wonder
What it is all about
I wonder
What will come about.
My heart is full
My eyes do see
Wonders
In every crack and cranny.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
9/11 will be seen
As a time of horror
Heartache
And oh, such bravery
When 9/11 angels were sent to heaven
Too much hate
No saving.
Buildings will dissipate
But lives lost or ruined
Will be remembered
Then, now and for decades
The reason lost on most, everyone
Not known why
Most of all by those who died
Really, not understood by anyone.
Life should not be deemed cheap
All life is sacred, revered
That is my belief
Say a prayer, pray for those
Who lost their lives
And those
Who were the reason.
For if we all can see
We must live together
Work together, love together
In peace and tranquillity
Then it will be ours forever
It will forever
Be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Seems
No one is listening
To what I say.
Let it go, let it be
Resting in the knowledge
I am here, I am all
I have to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Hope is all I have
To get me through the day.
Hope that all the bad
Will disappear like yesterday.
Hope I have the strength
To stand tall and say.
I am good
I am the best
I am all I need
I will leave the rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
So long ago
I wrote my lines of love for you
So long ago
I lived my life for you
So long ago
I found I didn’t know you
So long ago
I left, left before you left me too
So long ago, so long ago
I loved you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I have seen you are with me
You have been my sole companion
On this trip, this journey.
Never alone, my heart, my soul
Feel your gentle breath
Breathing.
At peace, I am feeling
Your hand in mine leading
Keeping.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Conspiracy comes and flows
Taking breath
Out of control
No one knows who to trust
Where safe lives
Or
Whether the world
As we know it
Will turn to dust.
Conspiracy shows
She has no mercy
Reigning ruthlessly
Laughing at despair
Smirking
At courtesy.
Conspiracy destroys
Undermines
The beauty of innocence
And
Tenderness becomes
An unimaginable crime.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I know the difference
Between frozen and tropical land
I know light is not dark
And dark is not light.
I know the difference
Between morning and evening light
The difference is obvious
They are not alike.
But the in-between is hazy
Not easy to read
A conundrum for sure
Not darkness nor light
It seems.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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