Now will come and soon will past
Memories will be what will last.
Moving in transition from has been
To that that lasts.
Now can dream, dream at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Now will come and soon will past
Memories will be what will last.
Moving in transition from has been
To that that lasts.
Now can dream, dream at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014


I Lost My Heart
Somewhere last night
Can’t find it
I’ve looked all night.
It wasn’t in the bed
We slept in last night
Nor on the table where we sat
Holding hands last night.
Maybe on the pathway
We walked just before midnight
No, couldn’t find it
Even thu I looked
All thorough the night.
Then in the morning
In the morning light
I found my heart
Found my heart unbroken
You’d held it in your arms
All through the loving night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Why not forgive, let it go
For you know
The pain is only yours
They don’t care or know.
Don’t let them live
In your heart and soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Hearing nothing, feeling all
How can I be in love
With nothing, nothing at all?
With words I wander in my mind
Imaging scenarios, images of all kinds
Maybe won’t come to pass
Maybe will last and last.
Doesn’t matter
For I see, I feel
While hearing nothing
Nothing not at all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018


In the heat of the moment
I cope
I learn to adjust
Not using mirrors, illusions
Or blinding smoke
I cope
Moving forward addressing
The matter, using kind words
Smiles and laughter
I cope
Nothing matters as much
As that I solve the issue
Adjust and move forward
That I cope.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

I was in your place, I saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.
In another life we laughed and cried
‘Friends for Life’ we said that’s how it would be
But
Now I see you don’t recognize me
I’m just a face in a ordinary place
And you walked right pass me
No ‘Friends for Life’
What a state it has come to be.
Just the other day I was in your place
Saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Wondering why or did I see
How the heart mends
Without any seams.
Tragedy, chaos and most likely strife
Rip holes in my being
Then along comes kindness
Dipped in strength
Changing everything.
A smile, a laugh, a gentle caress
Hold me together
Thru anything.
I’m not wondering
I know, I see
With love my heart mends
Without any seams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014