My heart does pump and thump
the core of me
my beating heart.
Onward she goes with no breath taken
alive making no mistakes
my beating heart.
Commanding all with every beat
giving living life while being discreet
my beating heart.
She works in sync without a stop
oh how I need you
my dear beating heart.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Painful aspects
Will not be something
I think of when
I relive my history, my art.
Onward, forward
Must be the march
No hesitation
No “What if my heart?”
Will be positive and pleased with all
Remembering the world
Gives you what you dare to dream
Dare to start.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
In the beginning was the end
Life itself was not a friend.
Toil and struggle never bends
Onward, onward forever go
To time lost but you still know.
In the beginning was the end
Never ever to be my friend.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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