I do write
I don’t sing
Praises
Of the sun, the moon
Nor spring.
The words are written down
One letter at a time
Maybe
In the future someone will
Sing
These words of praise
I bring.
Til then
They’ll stay
In my book, on my page
Written to be read
These words of praise.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
My heart aches
Surrounded by people
who think me stupid
My heart aches
For these people have judged
convicted me of dumb behaviour
My heart aches
At the moment I see no alternative
it must be true
I have no saving grace, no saviour
My heart aches
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Fly away, fly away
The day is unfolding
The temperature’s cold
Not smouldering
Fly away, fly away
Come back
Amid spring flowers
For now is the time
Time to fly
Fly away, fly away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Hold me close
Don’t let me fall
Between the cracks
No not at all
Let me see beauty
Spreading far and wide
No divide
This is my wish
My sole cry
Hold me close
Let not
Our differences
Collide.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Anticipation, excitement brews
Tomorrow is open
I just have to put my way on cruise.
Glide thru the troubles
Step over the sad
Tomorrow is my pleasure
A sum of all I’ve had.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Taking hold, making clear
the world has become
a place where
no one hears
the cries of those lost
those
that have disappeared
Bring them back, hold them dear
for it is up to us
to make our earth whole
where everyone has a path
can be heard and never again
disappears.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The sun shines bright in the morning light
birds sing
and
I can hear
the cricket’s song
sing.
The day is full of everything
and
along my way
I’ll find
my own song to joyfully sing.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Why have I come?
Where will I go?
Answers here
But
Do they show
The world I’ll live in
Places I’ll go
Feelings I’ll feel?
Answers
I will or will not know.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2017
We have seen the unholy light
Glaring red on the darkest night
No reprieve, no delight
Misery, forgotten mercy
No saviour
Til the morning light.
Then there, the beauty unfolds
It’s saving grace holds
Helping those
Lost, misplaced
Keeping safe, shielding life
Protecting all that see
Her holy light
We have seen the unholy light
We have gone beyond it’s fierce grip
To bask in love all the loving day
Protected
Throughout the darkest night
Til rising, morning light.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The heart is held
And
The world knows
Things will change
When the mind is not in control.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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