Suddenly
in the midst of nothing
something emerges
good or bad, sad or mad
blessed with love or just in love
Suddenly
it’s all that I have.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Suddenly
November 16, 2020
I May Not
November 13, 2020
I may not be rich
BUT
I’m wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Remember To Love
November 12, 2020
Remember to love
And
Respect thy self.
Let no man, woman or child
Be above the love you show
Yourself.
For if you are lost
To the thoughts of another
You are lost to you.
Hard as it may be
Love with gentleness
Respectfully.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Hard To Know
November 11, 2020
Hard to know, hard to see
everything in focus
and clearly.
Readjust, move to the centre
centre of everything.
There in the midst of greatness
You’ll be part of and it’ll be
all of thee.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Holding Up The Light
November 10, 2020
Holding up the light
searching all thru the night
seeking happiness
in the darkest places
trying desperately to turn on
even a glimmer of light.
Maybe tomorrow
when the sun shines it’s light
I’ll fine the joy and happiness
I’ve been searching
seeking
all thru this dark, dark night.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Have You?
November 9, 2020
Have you?
Have you heard the bird sing?
Have you been alive to that morning song?
Have you known all along
summer’s secret and winter’s call?
Have you?
The answer is not easy
no, not at all
not at all.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Knowing Who I Am
November 6, 2020
Knowing who I am is hard to acknowledge
When the world tries its damnedest
To change what I am.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Place My Way On The Path
November 5, 2020
Place my way on the path
Write the lines
the direction I wish to go
Hear the sayings of someone who’s been there
knows the way
Kindly bless the presence
that guides me today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Morning
November 4, 2020
No morning goes
No morning sees
The end of day or in-between
Success at living
Bringing life
With the sun’s rising from below
To the now emerging morning
Intro.
Easing into day
Sliding towards night
The morning rises
Bringing promise
Of good things to come
With a glorious morning
Sun.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Lies
November 3, 2020
You haven’t been
Completely honest
With me, you or anybody
Always telling half truths
Bald faced lies
The question is
Why, why?
Nothing gained by your actions
All lost in the aftermath
Of your lies
Your sordid lies,
Lies.
Will I tomorrow see
A new you as you say
The one to tell the truth
Or
Is it just another lie
One of your many, many
Lies.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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