Send the troops
I need support
Can’t tell what is right
Or good.
Send the troops
Let them decide
The way to choose.
Let me rest
For I profess I have not
The strength to do battle
The way I should.
Brief rest is best
Then I will progress
To wage the war
The way I should
But just for now
Send the troops
Please
Send the troops.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Gentle soul gathers strength
Far beyond the power you envision
Dipping down gather up
All the pieces of a frail buttercup
Gently place there, in a safe place
To gain itself, to grow, mature
Into a gentle soul
Gathering strength for you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Just to say
This is another day
A better day?
Whose to say
Guess you’ve got to make it
Not just another day
Maybe the best day
Of any other day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Today I am going to write the feelings I felt when hearing of my friends beloved dog’s death sentence – aggressive bone cancer.
A few weeks back I wrote of his experience of having some teeth extracted. Unfortunately, they were not cracked or decayed. His jawbone was infected with cancer and now he has only a few weeks.
We deal with death every single day
We survive to breath, not fade away
Into nothingness soul in tow
Morse dismay, sadness, heartache
Hard to bare this weight of death
Crushing, nothing spared.
Remorse loving lost
Cherished deep, deep down here
We deal with death every single day
It never ever goes away.
Heartache, sadness bitter truth
Forcing all to see despair
Brought on in innocence
No more to hide in cloak of light
Opened up with angry fight.
Tender loving stroke your fill
For tomorrow never will
Bring true happiness in this
Sad, sad land where death comes
To ones we love
That stand on guard
Dying here with no, no nothing feared.
God grant us just a chance
To spare this life
And not deal with death
This single day
Let it stay far away.
Blessed be the soul that comes
Holding love for all sadness one
Love, hurt, anger, dread crushing down
Feel no more
Be it tender heart to soar
High up where the mighty roar.
~ Patrice
~ For Kado and those that love and cherish him ~
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
This is mostly
What I say
Digging deep
Down away.
Hold your own
Don’t be swayed
From what you know
To be the way
You need today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Thunder rushes full speed ahead
Crashing, banging
Leaving dread all around.
Down to ground lighting speeds
Flashing, crashing
Creating dread all around.
Rain pours all over ground
Soaking, pouring dread
As it rains down.
A storm has come
Crashing, flashing, pouring down
Leaving dread all around.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
We are blessed
Knowing right
coming down
On dark of night.
Some are lost
Some heed the call
Blessed be
Heathen all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
In my life I’ve had some strife
And crisis, one or two.
Makes no difference
What you feel
It’ll happen to you too.
Bless my heart
I did not come apart
I strove to make
A good life from it too.
So now I see
What happened to me
I believe, was meant to be
To make me
A better person too.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Sitting here
Wondering where
Wondering where or if
I should care.
All has come
Nothings done
And I am sitting here
Wondering where.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Dwelling in depths
I don’t want to be
Remembering things
I don’t want to see.
Free me
Free me
Take me out of here
Let me walk in the sun
Have some fun and not despair.
Not despair or care if my world
May come to an end
Another one is just
Around the bend.
And maybe just maybe
It’s more fun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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