Melancholy raining, dripping down
No obvious reason can be found
Spreading cross the quiet landscape
Resting briefly on a innocent face
Then running down
On tears of those lost, wandering round.
Maybe someday a bright sun will shine
Dark, foreboding clouds pass
Dissipate and show guiding lights
Til then only melancholy
Can be found
Reigning so profound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I don’t want to be you
I want
Want to be me
Allowing nothing to stand in the way
Whether the path be straight or crooked
It doesn’t matter
It’s the way I’ll travel on my journey
To be just me
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
The world is moving forward
The old one has come to an end
The sadness in between is harsh
Sometimes you think
It’ll never end.
Then the dark clouds drift apart
A sun radiating brilliant light
Shines down
On the troubled traveller
Giving a guiding light.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Hoping for the best
Waiting
Waiting for the next
Adventure to happen
Nothing says it’ll come
But
Nothing says it won’t.
Hoping for the best
Knowing it will be
A time I’ll caress
Enjoying
Nothing but the best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I have found
The world is round
What is done comes back
Comes back around
So don’t make it bad
Don’t make anyone sad
Cause back
It comes back around.
Make it happy
Carefree, filled with joy
Then when it comes back
Comes back around
Your soul will know
Truly
The world is round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Show The Light
Show the way to go
Forget the pebbled path
Leading nowhere.
There is another way
Let the light show
That way
That way you need to go.
~ 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
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
The full and caring heart
Waits to hear
The sound of love
Raining down.
No drip, drop of seething hate
No frustration, anger
Making lonely roads
Seem so long.
Just love and caring
Gentle kindness freely given
No strings attached
No ‘What if’s’
None of that.
All we see, all we feel
Is loving
Caring, pleasant thoughts
Raining Down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Nobody to take
No one to answer too
Nothing to be angry
Or grateful for
Too.
Speaking lightly
Smiling as I need too
Never responding to
Anything hateful, cruel
Or nothing I needn’t
Too.
I am moving to
The very edge of the world
I’m where
Where I need to be
Too.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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