Seven twice minus one
Brings us to the time
Before we begun
To see one another
As we were
What we’d become.
Seven twice minus one
Only date
We start from.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024



I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.
Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.
When people thought
That they may fly.
What was said when
The mountains fell.
As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.
I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020


Listen to that little voice
That
Speaks inside your head
The soft, gentle sound
That tells
What’s right, what’s wrong.
The one who says
Which path to take
If you should
Go
Not hesitate, not wait.
When you find
The one
You think you love
She’ll tell you
If you need to stay
Or
If you should not walk
But run.
So listen
Listen to that little voice
She knows your heart
She knows
Knows what’s best.
Never lose that
Connection
Never ignore that voice
For
She says the wisest words
There
Inside your head.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024


Coffee taste
Lingers
The aroma whirls
Round my senses
No
Other feeling
Neither
Happiness
Nor
Dread
Can accommodate
Like this
In
My sleepy
Morning head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020




It all comes together
It all falls apart
Here I am trying
Trying to keep it together
Nevermore
To be apart.
My duty is explicit
My chores
Cannot be left undone
Not fall apart.
For that’s how life goes
That’s what we must do
Bring it all together
Never
Let it fall apart.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024