Seldom do I see the likes of you
heading down the same path
as me.
We talk and laugh, pass the time of day
never once thinking what has happened
yesterday.
This moment is all we have
Never looking forward to what may come
in future days.
Then I’ll smile, you’ll laugh as we part
no longer sharing the same path
on our separate ways.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Make it my own
Make it mine
No explanations, no excuses
Survive
I have done it
The best that I can
Trying to tell no lies
It’s me, my own, my life
Yes
I am alive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
When I hear those words
That melt my heart, make my tears cry
Filling up the world’s cup of gratitude
When I hear
Hear those wondrous words
I know I’m alive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling the anger, the pain
Of not being the answer
To what drains the life
From my world, my heart, my family
All that encompasses
Contains.
Could it be tomorrow
When things change, answers answered
The world full of laughter, families together
And nothing, no feeling
That everything is circling
A filthy, dirty drain.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
The world turns, it goes
Then comes back around
No breath is taken
Except on its sacred ground.
The future is hidden
The past is the past
Nothing now will forever
Last.
Turning slowly, turning fast
The world is ours
Hold on
It’ll be a blast.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling the heart pound
Listen
Listen to that sound.
Life is given, taken away
Only the heart moving
Signifies life breathes
We live
We live today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Solely, I Miss the heart that beats
Leaving behind a foggy mist
Never to dissipate.
Answers few, mostly none
Moving forward
Emotions on the run.
Embrace and hold
Respect and see
Loving you meant loving me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Everyday I see something
That resembles twelve
Part of nature, earth, sky
The clouds.
Breathing in, breathing out
Spectacular
as I turn
Whirl about.
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll understand, take it all in
Then tell the rest of the world
What it’s all about.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Making way for another day
Forcing nothing
Living by the rules
Set in my head the other day.
Merry, happy I’ll trudge
Thru the falling snow
Breathing in, letting out
All thoughts gone wrong, bad
In yesterday’s head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Don’t make me the one
Don’t make me
Fall from grace
Have no fun
Don’t make me the only one
For the flowers speak
The waters wave and the trees bow
Knowing they too
Don’t want to be this one.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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