Tender mercies envelop me
Hold me still, holding me.
The solace I need
Comforting, showing me.
Suffice to say I feel comforted
Safe, in the arms of mercy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Tender Mercies Envelop Me
August 6, 2015
Feeling Down, Don’t Know Why
August 5, 2015Feeling down, don’t know why
Heart is cold, feeling nothing
Nothing that can be told
Or reasoned why
Angry most of all at what I don’t recall.
Then there is my head
My mind it’s telling stories full of dread
It saids there is no way things will be right
Just give up, curl up and sleep
Til late tonight.
That’s when my heart beats up
Pounding, ‘Don’t give up!’
I can make it right, deep breath
The rest will come
Before falling of sweet night.
Listen
Hear things dear to your heart
Let your mind wander but don’t let it start
The bad, the sad or that which will taint
The faint of heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Holy Smoke, Holy Crap, We Survived All Of That
August 4, 2015
Picture over Lake Huron sent to Anne-Marie van Santen by one of her page visitors.
Holy smoke, holy crap
We survived all of that.
Pouring torrent of driving rain
Wind hollering thru branches
Blowing here then there no refuge anywhere
Lightning strikes, thunder claps
A storm it is
Holy smoke, holy crap.
Then the rain slows down to a tickle
Leaves stand still, not a ripple
While overhead there is such a roar
Flashing light amidst yellow clouds glowing bright
Otherwise dark as night.
Over not soon enough so frightening to see
We wrap ourselves in blankets warm
Cause hydro off and we can’t deny
A storm came thru wrecked havoc all around
Now is gone, there’s not a sound.
We sit a day or two
In a blaring generator town
Waiting for the lights to come on
And we can once again communicate
With all of you.
Holy smoke, holy crap
We survived all of that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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My Heart, My Soul
July 30, 2015
My heart, my soul know the one
Changing it will not let it be undone
Feel it’s gentle touch like jasmine on the breeze
A sweet smell wafting through the air
Never letting me not be at ease
While
Without a care my soul will pull love up
Changing none as my heart becomes
Becomes that one.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Crusades Of Magnitude
July 29, 2015Crusades of magnitude bringing forth attitude
Not seen since the life of you
Brought heart to a tortured world.
Bring it here, bring it near
Then we’ll see who needs
Who cares and who will succeed.
My transient dear show no fear
Show life filled with strife
Maybe struggle and tremendous gratitude.
That’s when you’ll live
When you’ll die and the rest of us
We will surely cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Many Regrets
July 28, 2015
Many regrets
Lay weeping in my head
Many regrets
I just can’t forget.
Many regrets
Many regrets
Are with me still
Many regrets
As of yet.
Many regrets
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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My Future Seems Bright
July 27, 2015
Like the night, my future seems bright
Sparkling stars blinking
Radiating light.
No sacrifice is big enough to suffice
No heartache will replace the feeling
Deep within the night.
I can see my way so straight and clear
No darken path
Will I tread my dear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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The Name Of That Wonderful Person
July 24, 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
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Sitting Here Thinking
July 23, 2015
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
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When The World Is Laughing
July 22, 2015
When the world is laughing
And things are profound
Stand on their steps
Then lightly step down.
No holes will be barred
No one will curse or swear
Just jovial laughing
Not one bit of despair.
Hear the world laughing
Join the chorus of delight
Smile with pleasure
Let heartache take a hike.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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