Modest understanding
Labels on nothing
Going forward with a blessing
Showered in unconditional love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Posts Tagged ‘Patrice’
Modest Understanding
April 18, 2014
Quickly, Busy, Get It Done
April 17, 2014
Quickly, busy, get it done
Figure out how without a scowl
Quickly, busy, get it done.
Rejoice in life, let it flow
Sacrifice not one iota
Of those things that make you whole
Quickly, busy, get it done.
You’re not the Father, nor the Son
You are you
The only you, the only one
So quickly, busy, get it done.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Simple And Sweet
April 16, 2014
Simple and sweet
Is the treat
I’ll take to the fair.
No heartache
Or malicious disgrace
Just simple and sweet
To the fair.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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How Long Has It Been
April 15, 2014
How long has it been
Since I heard from you?
Where have you been
Since we laughed, just us two?
Together again would be nice
Even if it’s not all sugar and spice.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Dear Lord, My God
April 14, 2014
Dear Lord, my God
Let me be
Part of a world that is happy.
Dear Lord, my God
Let me see
Things of beauty in all I perceive.
Dear Lord, my God
Let me hear
The words of my soul
Let them guide me where I need to go.
Dear Lord, my God
Let me feel
The spirit that lives inside of me.
Dear Lord, my God
My Spirit, my Soul
I need your guidance
Your knowledge, your company
Here by me, where’re I go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Things Happen
April 13, 2014
Feel The Fall
April 12, 2014Feel the fall
The crash
The bang.
See it all shatter
Splatter
Across the plain.
Yell
Scream
Your anguish
To cold
Callous ears.
This madness you discovered is here beneath your tears. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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It Started In My Head
April 11, 2014
It started in my head
It grew in my heart
My pen let it out
That painting, that writing
That perfect piece of art.
It’s voice did cry
‘Bring me out to the world
Not living just in your head’
I heard those words from
That perfect piece of art.
Begged to be seen
Begged to be read
That idea, that writing
That perfect piece of art.
Now the world can see
What my pen brought out
That lived in my head
Grew in my heart
That painting, that writing
That perfect piece of art.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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It Fell From The Sky
April 10, 2014
It fell from the sky
Crashed to the earth
A spaceship from somewhere
Maybe the past
Resting now
In a soft bank of snow.
Who knows who they are?
Where they’ve been
And where they’re yet to go
Now impaled
Stuck in the snow.
Will they go in reverse
Back to the sky
Disappearing from earth
In the dark of the night?
Going forth to the future
In a blaze of hot light?
Then again
They could melt into the snow
Part of the crowd, no one to know
Not born or raised here on earth
But from a place we don’t know.
There are those who’ll say
“It’s an icicle deep in the snow
Fell from the eavestrough
Succumbed to gravity’s pull”.
As for me, I just don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Moving Pass, Walking Thru
April 9, 2014
Moving pass
Walking thru
This day
I’ve been given.
A chance to live
A chance to rise
To the heights
I need to be livin’.
A day, a time
Has been given
To me, to me
And I’m livin’.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
