Working hard
But seem stuck in debris
Struggling, attempting
Fighting
To get free.
Is help on the way
Or
Am I by myself
Can I pull it off
Sit back, relax
Harbouring no doubt?
This I hope, I do pray
But as of now
I’m stuck
In
Disaster’s stinking muck.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Heartache breaks
And sobs come out
Sadness reigns
There is no doubt
My world will change
I must
Sort it out.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Pachyderms heading south
Heading out
In a truck equipped
No doubt
With everything needed
To trek down south.
Bon Voyage!
Heading out
Not having to walk
Way down south to
A sanctuary
Heaven on earth I have
No doubt.
Too cold here
Should wear mittens
On your snout
Heading south
Yes, Pachyderms
Are heading out.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Now we figure what must be done
The best for us and everyone
Not to hurt or harm the thought
But get it done to the best of the lot.
You can do it without a doubt
Focus on a solution
Please don’t pout
You are worth it
Just speak out.
Trash don’t bash that runabout
Course straight through
You must have no doubt
This is the best
The best about!
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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