Sadness lingers giving a sad taste
Mental anguish holds memories in
Sadness’s wake.
This too will pass in future’s time
Overshadowed
By weeping and sad crying.
For now I hold my sadness near
All that’s left
Of one life so dear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Seems
No one is listening
To what I say.
Let it go, let it be.
Resting in the knowledge
I am here, I am all
I have to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
So long ago
I wrote my lines of love for you
So long ago
I lived my life for you
So long ago
I found I didn’t know you
So long ago
I left, left before you left me too
So long ago, so long ago
I loved you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I’ve been unusually bold
Saying things
maybe should
Not be told.
My heart does laugh
The secrets out
Its been told.
But then again
My mind does know
Repercussions come
From places
Yet untold.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I haven’t got the answer
Don’t know what is the fight
But standing, hands on hips
Feet planted on the ground
Ready to fight and stand
Stand my ground.
Fight for
What I know is good
And what I know is right
Guess that’s my answer
Guess that’s my fight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I’m here
And have been before
Nothing is negative
Everything is forever more.
Shape and time may change
The world revolve
In a different timeframe
Still all is forever
Forever the same.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Don’t let me be the one
The one that cries out lies
Never happy with her life
Always, always helping no one.
Don’t let me be the one
Who sees nothing pure or good
Looking every time
To the bad, the sad
Let me be not that one.
Let me be the one
Who sees beauty in everything
Feels life in the wind, earth and sky
A presence who just can’t
And won’t be denied
Let me, let me be that one.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.
Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.
Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
New year, new time
Let the drum rolls roll
Let the beginners keep time
Sacrifice nothing
Bow to no one
Stand on your own feats
Being kind
It’s a new year
In a different time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
When I find you
My dear heart
I’ll hold you close
Never again to be apart.
The pounding rhythm
That signifies we live
Tells me just how to give.
My breath, my life away
To something special
That gives me the chance
To live each and everyday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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