Tell me
Tell me why
Don’t mince the words
You can
Put them all out
And tell me why.
Maybe cushion the bitter
Filter the kind
But
Don’t agonize or design
Just tell me
Tell me why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Posts Tagged ‘Patrice’
Tell Me
January 20, 2016
Let My Heart Feel
January 19, 2016
Let my heart feel
The strain of loving
And losing again
The sorrow that follows
The crying that weeps.
Then let me feel
True love creep
Back into my heart, let it seep
With no sorrow nor crying
Or making me weep.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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In The Beginning Of Our Life
January 18, 2016
In the beginning of our life
We remember nothing
Of that world we came from.
Floating sweetly, curled in repose
Sucking thumb, I suppose
Resting quietly we did sleep
Within the womb
Where I think, life was sweet
No sorrow, laughter
Or mocking grins
Life was simple way back then.
We came to this world I think
Remembering nothing of that life
A world innocent and sweet.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Tortured Souls Hear The Pain
January 15, 2016
Tortured souls hear the pain
Nothing in it, all in vain
Climbing out, out from pain
Crucial not to be flushed
Down the drain.
Melody running in my head
Ponder what I really dread
Muster forth the power said
Rock all that fuels
This in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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I Know The Reason Why I Cry
January 14, 2016When I know the reason why I cry
I will cry the song of long ago
The one each and everyone does know
The song that fills the sky
With wonders no one can deny
Lives beneath the earth
In our hearts and all creatures
That walk the earth.
When I know the reason why
Why I cry, I cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Tender Mercies
January 13, 2016
Tender mercies
Tender thoughts
Bringing me gladness
Bringing me thoughts.
Soft and gentle
Full
Of what I have
Not what I have not.
Tender mercies
Tender thoughts
Resting peacefully
Here in my thoughts.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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The Call Of The Jay
January 12, 2016
The call of the jay rips thru still, damp air
Mist rises while a red squirrel fights for his share
As a deer trudges pass all these affairs
No one notices the cardinal’s not there.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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See The Snow Fall
January 11, 2016
See the snow fall
See it coming down
Lying quietly upon the ground.
Not in repose but instead
Covering with a snowy blanket
A sleeping ground
That’s waiting
Waiting for warmth
To come round once again.
See the snow fall
See it fall, coming down
Coming down again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Why Are We Here?
January 8, 2016Why are we here? Where did we come from? Where will we go?
Have we been here before?
All questions that have been asked for a extremely long time.
Does my dog, my cat or horse ask the same questions? Does the deer wandering thru the woods think of these things? Does the robin sitting on her nest of eggs?
I wonder…
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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We Remember We Forget
January 7, 2016
We remember we forget
All the rights, the wrongs
Some regrets.
Fill the sky
With singing cries as
Lasting earth gives us birth.
No more to tread
On unsound ground
Fly our journey
The world round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
