Hope is all I have
To get me through the day.
Hope that all the bad
Will disappear like yesterday.
Hope I have the strength
To stand tall and say.
I am good
I am the best
I am all I need
I will leave the rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Stand tall
Answering the questions
Roaming
Through your mind.
Don’t let them grow
Becoming nothing
But
All you see.
Don’t let them be the essence
Of what makes up
The you
Or
The sweet, gentle
Me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Hope is all I have
To get me through the day.
Hope that all the bad
Will disappear like yesterday.
Hope I have the strength
To stand tall and say
I am good
I am the best
I am all I need
I will leave the rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
When the sorcerer comes to town
The earth will stop and rotate back around
No friendly comment can expose
A sneaky agenda found beneath the folds
Then and only then will laughter stop a train
Heartache be nothing and nothing to blame
When the sorcerer comes to town
Will you be here or over there?
Will I stand tall or fade to fair?
Will trees bend dropping leaves
Upon the ground
Or reach up scratching heaven’s sky?
Don’t know but I will tell you why
When the sorcerer comes to town.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Say no more
Stand still and tall
You will weather the beating storm
Say no more
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Broken pieces brought forth
Build again but of studier stock
To hold, withstand the mighty force
That almost brought us to our knees.
Stumble up, take a hold
Let go all thoughts of defeat.
Stand tall, be proud, be serene
For you have defeated
The awful regime.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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When The Sorcerer Comes To Town
October 25, 2019When the sorcerer comes to town
The earth will stop and rotate back around
No friendly comment can expose
A sneaky agenda found beneath the folds
Then and only then will laughter stop a train
Heartache be nothing and nothing to blame
When the sorcerer comes to town
Will you be here or over there?
Will I stand tall or fade to fair?
Will trees bend dropping leaves
Upon the ground
Or reach up scratching heaven’s sky?
Don’t know but I will tell you why
When the sorcerer comes to town.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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