Feeling life from before
Standing here beside me
Saying things
Reliving times gone before.
Joyous reunion
Sad thoughts passing
Hugging life and lives
That lived before.
I know I am one
Who does not stand alone
Beside, in front and behind
Are those whose lives
Have lived before.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Wonder is what I’ve got
As I reach, reach out and see
The beauty, the majesty of all living things
Knowing they are all part of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Been sick, hear me retch
Vacant vacuum been sick.
Time passes, sickness flows
Nausea sickens, this night is very old.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When I felt your heart next to mine
When I saw my life and yours intertwined
My soul was full and so sublime
When I was yours and you were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
April Fools’ ~ Hah! Hah!
You tricked me
You made me think it was true
I believed you
April Fools’
Was I so innocent?
Was I so full of you?
April Fools’
April Fools’
You believed you were my world
And thought I loved you too
April Fools’
April Fools’ too.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
House of cards
Comes crashing down
Never built on solid ground
No ace, jack nor king
Only a queen in mourning.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Today I remember
Someone
Great to me.
Someone
Who gave me life
And is forever
Part of me.
Someone
Who took the time
And began the task
Of making me, me.
Someone
Wise and talented
Knowing when
To be still
And when to be.
Someone
Whose life
Was not often easy
But she accepted
The task
And made it be
What it must be.
That someone
Was my mother
Someone
Always great to me.
I miss you and remember
You’ll always be
Someone
Great to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
You decide
whether the storm is cold
Or summery hot
You decide.
The future your’s to take
The path to the left
Or go to the right
You decide.
See blissful rain
Or shattering shame
Your decision
You decide.
Your heart won’t know
Til your ears do cry
And your eyes see what
You decide.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
I thought of that
And now don’t know why.
I thought of this
And now I feel a need to cry.
I thought of things
And still didn’t feel a thing.
I thought so
And now I know I didn’t know
Anything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Watching the world in front of me
Busy, gracefully happy
It is what it is and can be.
Part of my dream, my fantasy
Not a word is said, no thunder clap
Only conveyed heartfelt courtesy.
With this and that sitting here quietly
Smiling joyfully
Watching the world unfold in front of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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