Hear my heart call
Hear that quiet voice
Murmur words of love
Filling all with grace.
Hear my heart call
Words to ease the pain
Sounds made from
A sweet refrain.
Hear my heart call
I’m not alone
Forever with me
In all my journeys.
Hear my heart call
Listen, listen to that sound
Hear my heart
Hear my heart call.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I feel your presence
I feel your love holding on
To the beauty that was ours
When you were the only one
I really loved.
Times have changed
Times are not what they were
Still, I feel your embrace
Your breath kissing me
Surpassing
All that time, that space
Till the day
We’ll be together once again
Once again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
In the midst of working thru
What bothered me
In the dark, dead of night
Frightened, scary, morose
And all those things
That I need not care about
Nor harbour in my heart
Not now
Or in the still
Dead quiet of the night
No, I need not.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
You couldn’t be
what I needed
wanted you to be.
No matter
how hard you tried
you couldn’t be.
You couldn’t be
all that I needed
desired you to be.
I see you couldn’t be
you couldn’t be.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2022
I’ll take a stand
And hold still
No breath will breathe
No heart beat
Only sounds are my feet
Standing still, holding fast
Protecting all
That must now last.
Then the gull cries
Mustering forces
That heed that shrieking call
Not forlorn, not alone
I stand, holding still
Upright, strong and tall
We’re together
And together we will conquer all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
My heart seems broken
the world appears unfair
direction is lost
my world, my heart
are in
such deep despair.
It may be
tomorrow
the sun will shine
bringing healing, loving light
everywhere
But for now
in
this moment
all I feel is sadness, heartache
and
despair.
~ Patrice
My heart, my thoughts go out to those in Texas who have suffered such tragedy.
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
No one knows
No one cares
On we go
Pretending
Pretending we don’t care.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
You had me at the start
the start of the morning
the beginning of night.
You were with me
as I traversed treacherous waters
no saviour in sight.
I began to understand
how much I needed you
when all alone
in the middle of a terrible fight.
Now, with you alongside
I go thru the most dangerous times
coming out into
a magnificent, glorious light.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Procrastination, procrastinating
Get it done now
– maybe
Guilty, guilty, guilty
See it done later
– maybe
In the meantime
I’m sure
– positive
I’m not lazy
Just don’t want to do it now
– too busy
If I put it off
I’ll always have something to do
– crazy
Procrastination, procrastinating
See it done later
– maybe.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
A home is a home
no matter the width, the size
treasured forever
lived in from birth
to the time you die.
Feel the gentle breathing
of timbers and frame
holding strong
in winter winds, torrential rains.
All are welcomed
with love, no despair
come
step into this home.
There you’ll share
laughs, great food
and
a glass of sweet cheer.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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