I feel the wheels turning
I know
I’m moving ahead
left behind is the quandary
shall I stay safe
or
go forward instead.
The path is convoluted
many twists and turns ahead
but I know
I feel
It’s the only road I must travel
before I sleep
lay down
rest my weary head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Wondering who is listening
Hearing my words
Speaking, understanding those
That they’ve heard.
Will I go on or say not a word
A quandary
I’m taking to heart
Without
Writing down a single word.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Trouble is I haven’t seen the light
Radiating thru the darkness
Thru the night.
No one
Calls my name
No one holds my hand.
Alone in the quandary
Where oh where
Do I stand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
It all looks different
But
Endlessly the same.
Made
To have significance
Without harbouring
Any name.
Trouble if you make it
Social
Just the same.
Quandary
What and where it lives
Inside of me
I hear
It’s sweet refrain.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Quandary going on
What is right. What is wrong.
One step forward. Ten steps back
Don’t turn around, don’t look back.
Heart is whole, mind is clear
Take what you need and hold so dear.
No dilemma, will carry on
The way is right, you’ll hear your song.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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