Living in the moment
Finding a way to go
To my salvation
A road I don’t know.
Picking a fight
With one who scolds
No remorse
Only things I do know.
See the light
See it shine ever so bright
Follow it
Follow it into redeeming night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Heartache
Does not survive
In a world that is alive
No remorse
Can run its course
If we not let it be.
Sadness
Has no class
Thus
We shouldn’t strive
To have it in our lives.
Happiness
Now that’s something to keep
And dwell within
Then we’ll be in heaven’s presence
Eternally.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Unforgiving is the night
Waxing in pale moonlight
No remorse echoes
Thru this night
Only lonely wails of moonlight.
Sun will come and shine
Making night a distant time
But til then we’ll exist
We will survive
Darkness hiding in night’s cold, ebbing tide.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Experience life
Experience joy
Watch the tide rise
The heart breathe
A pounding employed
See the birds fly
A mockingbird cry
Feel the wind blow
Above and beneath
The evening sky
No remorse employed
Regrets not even a few
All life is abound
With joyous blessings too.
–Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Halloween comes creeping
To the door
All withered, stooped asking for
Trick or treat
Maybe something more
Smiling toothless face leering
Into vacant space
Blood dripping onto gruesome cheek
Screeching voices crack the night
Laughing hysterically
No remorse if no treat tonight.
Now fear is my plight
Quickly shove
The treat out the door
Into grasping bags
Til no more
Smiling it seems in pleasant surprise
When in fact I fear I have died
Slam the door
Lock it quick
Make sure there is no trick.
Cut the lights
Curtains drawn
Sit in darken space
Hoping monsters, witches
Will not be back
Nor leave some gruesome trace.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Me, Myself and I
Together we go thru life
Me, Myself and I
Conquering strife, living life
Me, Myself and I
No one knows or been told that
Me, Myself and I
Can survive anything if we stand together
Me, Myself and I
Don’t know why life is this way but
We’ll live and love in a way,
Each and everyday
So there’ll be no remorse for
Me, Myself and I.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Grace reveals a gentle kind
Holding love for all mankind.
No remorse or fathom angering
Just love, grace and kindness.
Revealed to all filled
With soft, loving mindfulness.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
It blows again,
Drifting too, across the land
No remorse
It just covers bursting, growing, green land
Squirrels sigh, birds don’t sing
Blowing snow
Covers everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2016
Strangers meet
Smile and greet
Never again to see
One another
In this life
We know and be.
No remorse
No sadness
Nor gladness
Just strangers smiling
When they meet.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
My friend John
Is never gone
Along with Carol
When I needed a friend
There was my friend John.
Showed the world
What men are made of
A true friend
My friend John.
All those memories
Are long gone
But not my friend
My friend John.
The body may wear
Give up and despair
But not the soul, the heart
Of a great, brave man
My friend John.
No remorse, no regrets
In this life he lives
Giving all for those
Surrounding, loving
My friend John.
Knowing you has been
A blessing
A treasure to behold
Thank you
My friend John.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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