I write the words that come
I see them in their entirety
some are in colour
others grey
altogether they make
the words I write
I say.
Tomorrow
they’ll be different
they’ll say something I never thought of
not til that instant
when they came and I wrote
wrote what they told me
to say.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
No one’s listening
To my heart beat
Nor saying
Any encouraging ways.
When I speak
The echo goes far, far away
Even I can’t hear
It come back my way.
No one’s listening
To anything, anything
I speak or say.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Did I tell you
Everything?
Did I say
Everything?
My heart knows no bounds
That it’ll go to give you
Everything.
I’ll cherish our relationship
Knowing it means
Everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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