The Hearts

The hearts of men and every woman
Beat, pound a melodic rhythm
Breath taken in, breathing out
Lungs expand and eyes look about
Fingers touch a soft, gentle ground
As feet run full speed all around.

All this done with not a thought
Of how to do it or where it starts
For life begins and only stops
When the end has come
And the heart, it stops.
~ Patrice

© PatriceClarkson – 2018

I Wonder Why The Words Hurt

I wonder why the words they say
Hurt, cut, fray away.

I’m sure that’s not what they intend to say
Still, it’s happened, it happened yesterday.

Some words were cruel, some just offhand
I lay awake all night, trying to understand.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

My Heart

My heart rules, my heart says
Be the best and then leave the rest
Don’t look for bad nor tolerate those
That bring it.

My heart hears all kinds of things
Water crashing on distant shores
A baby bird looking for some more
The calling of a lonesome wolf.

My heart feels the touch of necessity
A coffee warm, so tasty
The gentle caress from one
So loved.

My heart does all these things
While beating life and breathe
Into everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Not Alone

Can’t believe I’m not alone
For there at my side
A presence stays
While I live, work, love, play
And some day, die.

Not alone, never to be
My journey directed
Choreographer, just for me.

I am loved no matter what
I have a place to stand
My back protected
My heart in loving hands.

My protector, confidant, spirit guide
May be those
Who have already lived
And now, have died.

Not that I care from where
They come
Just to feel that presence
At my side.

Will make my road
Smoother, a joy to live
Oh, such a ride!
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

I Lost My Heart

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I Lost My Heart
Somewhere last night
Can’t find it
I’ve looked all night.

It wasn’t in the bed
We slept in last night
Nor on the table where we sat
Holding hands last night.

Maybe on the pathway
We walked just before midnight
No, couldn’t find it
Even thu I looked
All thorough the night.

Then in the morning
In the morning light
I found my heart
Found my heart unbroken
You’d held it in your arms
All through the loving night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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The Wind Comes

The wind comes and she blows
Blows winds of disaster
Chaos
A multitude of things untold.

Her mighty strength will subside
Only when her fevered anger
Has run its course
And then she’ll be quiet air.

No evidence detected
Just anguish, heartache
Sadness left
That surely did unfold.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

The Sun Shines Bright

The sun shines bright
Morning, noon and into night
Radiating heat
Blending, making rivers flow
Plants grow, the earth breathe.

Life lives because of the sun
Its rays beaming from very far
Bringing life, birthing life
Here and on distant planets
Like so many stars.

Feel the heat, feel the glow
Feel it and know
The sun gives all she’s got
And thou she doesn’t ask
We should find a way
A way to give back.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018