Sitting down to write my life
Hear it flow from start
Thru heartache, pressures
And some strife
Coming out full of joy
Learning, seeing warmth glow
Radiating with sweet love.
Can this, could this be my life?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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
Wondering why or did I see
How the heart mends
Without any seams.
Tragedy, chaos and most likely strife
Rip holes in my being
Then along comes kindness
Dipped in strength
Changing everything.
A smile, a laugh, a gentle caress
Hold me together
Thru anything.
I’m not wondering
I know, I see
With love my heart mends
Without any seams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Around and around we go
On the so called life
Merry-go-round we go.
Sometimes it slows down
Other times it races thru strife
Sometimes it dies and all lies still
On a merry-go-round we go.
We hold no controls we only hang on
And ride the steed we’ve been given
On a around and around
Merry-go-round we go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I dreamed last night
And
I don’t know why.
I dreamed last night
Of a time gone by
Of power and might
And travel
At the speed of light.
I dreamed last night
The world is old
We have been here
For years untold.
I dreamed last night
Of losing power and might
Living
In bewilderment and strife.
I dreamed last night
From elsewhere we came
On a flash of light
Brightening the sky
Lighting the night.
This I dreamed last night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
See the mess and learn
How to clean it up
Do what it takes to make it not
Proud and bold step right up
To the job of cleaning up.
Not your room
I think not
Most likely just your life
Needs cleaning up.
Make room for order
Get rid of strife
Happiness and joy make it flow
Help you ease thru trouble
Trepidation, evil might
All that slows the clean up
fight.
Never mind
What’s come before
Focus
On the present life.
Clean it up
Make it right
Smile a lot, see the light
For you’ve seen a mess
And made it right in this
Your own clean up fight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Similar to all, unique in itself
Glory and strife part of the time
Needed to rhyme.
Glorious, glorious rhyme
Similar but not the usual
No, unique this glorious rhyme
Travelling
Travelling gently thru time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Let me be strong
Let me be me
Let me be the person
I should be.
Thankful and presence
In this my whole life
Carry on in spite
Of all strife.
I am grateful, honoured
And must try to be
The most best person
I ever could be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
By tender mercies I live
My life empowered
By the holy soul
That masters all life.
My life.
Let me live my life
By tender mercies
With no strife.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
In my life I’ve had some strife
And crisis, one or two.
Makes no difference
What you feel
It’ll happen to you too.
Bless my heart
I did not come apart
I strove to make
A good life from it too.
So now I see
What happened to me
I believe, was meant to be
To make me
A better person too.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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