Definitely
Going to save the day
Definitely
Going to remember it well
Definitely
Going to savour every piece of it
Definitely
Going to live it
And
Definitely
Going to harbour
Its wondrous thoughts as well.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
The heart is cold
Has done its job
Time to rest, time to be
Blessed forever in eternity.
The heart is old
And has ceased to be
In this world now
Surrounded by exquisite beauty.
The heart is pure
Has done its job
Is now with the hallowed one
The eternal God.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Chances are
You’re near
Chances are you are everywhere
Holding me, consoling me
Guiding me
Chances are.
Feel your love, feel your sweet breath
Chances are you live, you love
And then there’s death
Chances are.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Rain falls
Pouring down
Wholly drenching parched hard ground
Giving life to what was once brown.
Rain falls
Its pouring down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
I am here and have not seen why
All the answers evade
And I question why.
Heart and soul both
Don’t know the reason
The reason why.
Deep breath, let it rest
Then I may understand and see the answer
To my why, my question why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When things calm down and all is quiet
The heart stirs with memories, feelings disquiet.
Hard to conceive what has happened
Hard to believe it is now reality.
Chest heaves, tears fall crying
In a crushing rain no one can believe.
Neither can anyone console
Or take this burdened load from you or me.
Yes, when all things are calm and the world seems quiet
The head, the heart are left feeling painfully disquiet.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Do you know the name
Of that wonderful person
The one that shared your life
Thru happiness and strife?
Always there, always
Always there to count on
Always there to turn to
In this stressful life.
No need to know the name
It will change for me or you
This person is the one
That is there whenever
You need them to be too.
I thank this person
With all my heart
As you should too
For without them in our lives
Whatever would we do?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Sitting here thinking
Thinking of things.
Not much happening
The morning is pleasant
As clouds drift across blue sky
And I hear birds sing.
Problems may be many
But this morning
I fear not a thing.
I’m just sitting here thinking
Thinking of things.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Brilliant disguise
Right in front of my eyes
No fancy dress, no holding up
A tent of darkness .
Just standing there
Looking like a warm, courteous thing
Smile inviting
Beckoning in.
Trusting, I begin to move forward
To be enveloped in
That disguise
That brilliant disguise
That sucked me in.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Stony heartache, desperate longing
Manufacturing life in a realm of belonging
Don’t be deceived, keep your focus
On what is right
Journeying thru the darkness
Well into night.
Born to believe
In the goodness of life
Never deviate from the path
That is absolutely right
Down the trail which holds you
Be it left or right.
Take the way
That in your heart
You know must be
The only one to lead
To the holy altar
Of serendipity.
~ Patrice 
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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