Heard the answer
Before the question
Was ever asked.
Knew the answer
Didn’t have to ask
Or form the words
To know
I must be forever
Where the answer is
Not
The question asked.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Heard The Answer
March 19, 2020
I Don’t Have To Do Anything
March 18, 2020
I don’t have to write anything
Nor do I need to say
Kind or bitter words
I don’t have to do anything
Today.
Maybe tomorrow
In that different day
Things will be different
They’ll change from
What I do today.
But tomorrow
I’ll deal with it on that day
Because I don’t have to
Do anything, anything
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2020
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The Virus Spreads
March 17, 2020
The virus spreads
Rearing it’s ugly head
All across
An unsuspecting land.
No one knows
Where it will go
Only know its come.
It’s infectious spread
Crosses
Across a frightened land.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Holding Still, Holding Fast
March 16, 2020
Holding still, holding fast
Waiting, waiting For the terrible, the bad
To pass.
Then the sun will shine, rivers flow
Lives will live, love and give
To all they know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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In It’s Grip
March 13, 2020We’re ‘In It’s Grip’ but not the weather. Stay safe and well ❤
In it’s grip
It’s grip so tight
Hearing ice crack
As limbs fight to stay aloft
In the cruel, bleak night
Sparks shoot into the sky
Wires break, electricity dies.
We wait for help, to understand
A world changed, transformed
Across our little plot of land.
No cell phone works
No lights come on
Except from generators
Throttled up, throttled down.
While chainsaws roar cross the land
We do our best
To clean up, to understand.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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The Beginning, The End
March 12, 2020
Can’t see the beginning
Nor the end
Looking for the answer
Not knowing the question.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Heartache Felt
March 11, 2020
Heartache felt
Across the world, the land
Will everything be right
Again?
No remorse, only sorrow fills
The body of the man
Lost to the family he once loved
In his home, his homeland.
No more laughter fills the air
Only fracture, anger, loneliness
Despair
Misery shared.
The kiss of love turned to death
Same tomorrow
No future
No one cares.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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The Answer
March 10, 2020
I don’t know the answer
Or
The way
Only thing I can do
Is have faith
And
Move forward
On my path
Hopefully
It is the answer
It is the way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Raindrops
March 9, 2020
Morning rain falls
Resting in puddles
All along the path
As rainbows glisten in drops
Radiated by a rising sun.
No ones whistles
For the sound would break
The quiet of raindrops falling
Moist, life giving drops
Soaking into earth parched
From a now brighting sun.
By midday
raindrops have stopped
And are distance memory
In the evening
When the sun begins to fall.
Fulfilling all their duties
Raindrops wait
For another time
To fall, to drip
Most of all, to drop.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Kindness, Tenderness
March 6, 2020
Kindness, tenderness
All of the day
Hold it close
Don’t let it slip away.
Your heart will thank you
Your soul will say
Kindness, tenderness
All of the day
Hold it close
Don’t let it slip away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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