Posts Tagged ‘sadness’

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I Don’t Know

June 10, 2015

Last used June 10/15

Why it happened
I don’t know
Dealing with the aftermath
Is not a pretty show.

Maybe I’ll be better
Maybe I’ll get thru all this
I don’t know.

Sorrow and sadness carry me
Make the world slow
Forever, it seems no pleasure
Caring I don’t know.

Will it end?
Will I be happy once more?
I don’t know
I just don’t know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Three Years Ago Tomorrow

February 27, 2015

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MontyThree years ago tomorrow,
Monty died today.
I Feel the sadness and the pain
Just like it was yesterday.

He stayed with us a little longer
Not for himself, but to help make us stronger,
To be able to accept that final day.
Three years ago tomorrow,
When Monty died today.

To cherish and remember
All that was good and dear.
About Monty,
who three years ago tomorrow
Died today.

The last day of February,
The 29th to be exact
Which tomorrow isn’t there
So, three years ago tomorrow,
Monty died today.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

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A Great Sadness

October 15, 2014

Winter Orchid ~ Photo by Patrice

A great sadness
Has taken over my life.

A great sadness
Not from stress, toil or strife.

A great sadness
Gives me no relief.

A great sadness
Is this that I speak.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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My Heart Wonders

August 22, 2014

Wild Rose ~ Photo by Patrice

My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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When The Time Is Right

July 30, 2014

Tiger ~ illustration by Patrice

When the time is right and my heart is not cold
When I see things clear from stories told
When madness isn’t a partner in that yet to unfold
When I can stroll thru sadness unscathed and bold.

Then is when my journeys mine
And I’ll hold no grief for that which is not or won’t be kind.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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This Morning I’m Struggling

April 4, 2014

This morning I’m struggling
Unsure, crushing blur
Can’t see around the bend
Can’t see free or happy.

Looking, trying to see
Be the good in this my journey
But this morning
It evades me.

Only feel failure, sadness
Struggling, struggling
Just don’t know
What or where I should go.

A lot have it worst I know
Makes me feel guilty
For I know I’m blessed
Have so much, so many opportunities
Yet this morning I struggle
I’m struggling.
~ Patrice  

Robins in Spring ~ Photo by Patrice

 © Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Sadness Has Fallen

March 4, 2014

Newf head study by Patrice

 

 

 

 

Sadness has fallen
Upon my heart
Pouring over molten hot
No saviour can save me
Not from this sadness
That breaks my heart.
~ Patrice 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I’m Not The Girl

January 20, 2014

Photo by Mom and DadI’m not the girl
I use to be
Time has passed
All that now is history.

Gladness, sadness
Whatever used to be
Carries me thru
On to my destiny.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I Listened To You Speak

December 9, 2013

Palm Tress in the Sunset ~ photo by Patrice

 

 

 

 

I listened to you speak
Saw what you want
And seek.

A sadness overwhelmed
The likes of me
Realizing neither I
Or anyone on earth
Could satisfy such a hunger
Such a thirst.

I came away feeling
Worthless in this sadness
that makes me cry
For nothing, nothing
I could say or speak
Would give you
What you want and seek.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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In His Eighteenth Year

November 30, 2013
Jen and Steve's beloved Arco ~ photo by Jen

Arco ~ Rest in Love and Peace

In his eighteenth year
He left your side
Left a wondrous life in which
He travelled far and wide
And did amazing things.

Not one to cringe or hide
Courageous to the end
Standing bravely by your side
Still now, as he did then.

His soul will help
Will guide you thru all this sadness
And then he’ll pass in time
To be in your heart forever
Never to leave again.

Please feel no regrets
He knows you done your best
Loved him like no one else
Could ever do.

Now is his time to hold you up
To steady, not to fall
For you see
He’ll forever be standing close by
The both of you
You and the man he loved
Called Steve.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013