Posts Tagged ‘Patrice Clarkson’
July 19, 2013

When the busyness and crazies
Go swirling around my head
When the future and past collide
With something full of only dread.
That’s when
I must hollow out a niche
And cuddle there instead.
Cause no one has
Ever heard of chicken soup
To ease the sop
That fills my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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July 17, 2013

Persecution is complex
Rules the master
And doesn’t jest.
Cobble up the past mistakes
Take them to a present place
Rectify and complete
Make them better
But be discreet.
This is what I surely need
To stop that
What brings me here
To my knees.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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July 15, 2013
Tenderness, sweetness
Is all I can think
Til we meet again
Again.
Journeys are bold
Excursions wondrous sure
But nothing will be nothing
Until I see and you hold me.
Then and only then
It will surely be
Tenderness, sweetness
For me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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July 12, 2013

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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July 10, 2013

Around and around we go
On the so called life
Merry-go-round we go.
Sometimes it slows down
Other times it races thru strife
Sometimes it dies and all lies still
On a merry-go-round we go.
We hold no controls we only hang on
And ride the steed we’ve been given
On a around and around
Merry-go-round we go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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