Posts Tagged ‘my heart’

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The Beauty Of A Sunset

August 29, 2013

Filtered Sun ~ photo by Patrice

The beauty of a sunset
Filtered sun falling thru
The splendour of the sea
Nothing can impress
Like the world around of me.

No one will see the ugly
No one can forsaken me
For in my opinion
My heart is an untold wonder story
That I’m settling down to read.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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What Year Is This?

April 18, 2013

What year is this?
Is it the year
Of my freedom, my triumph?
Or just another disaster
I must and will master.

Creeping, crawling through
The sadness, the madness
Striving for some gladness
To dwell here in my heart
When will it start?

When will all this muddy Golden in Trouble ~ art by Patrice
Turmoil leave, depart?
Nothing wrong
Just following along
With the throng.

Yes, nothings wrong
It’s just that
Nothings right
In this year
This year of sadness
I’m living tonight.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Give Me Strength, Power And Might

March 1, 2013

Steffi ~ photo by Patrice

 

Give me strength
Power and might
To do what
in my heart
I know is right.

No sacrifice
Is too great
When in the end
I’ve done the things
I know are right.

Pain and anguish
May be mine
But if my heart
Turns sad to love
Then it’s right.

So please
Give me strength
Power and might
To do that which
In my heart
I know is right.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

 

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I Close My Eyes Just To Feel My Heart

November 12, 2012

Dedicated to Sue, who has lost her beloved horse, Yorkie.
Our thoughts are with you.

I close my eyes just to feel my heart
Feel the pain
Please make it to depart
Lost to all never more to be
The call I loved and adored from thee.

Feel the sadness reign
Beginning down the path
Of no gladness, ecstasy
Only sadden, weeping pain.

You have gone, lost to me
Remorse is not the word
I need or want to see
Tears once of joy shattered
Left, gone no more to employ
Only rivers long, tragic and so deep
Flowing with overwhelming sadness
Do they weep.

Brought down to my knees
Blows of anguish
Anger
Morose disbelief.

Truly thought you’d live forever
Now know is never going to be
Love you ever
Ever please believe
Wanted never
You to leave me never
Ever leave me never please.

Now gone I oh so weep
I steep my heart in sorrow
Feel your presence and
Tomorrow I’ll close my eyes
Just to feel my heart
As it bleeds and weeps.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012