When I hear your heart
Go
Tic toc, tic toc
I’ll send you love
I’ll forget you not.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category
When I Hear Your Heart
October 23, 2019
Terrible Are The Times
October 22, 2019
Terrible are the times
Foresaken
In front of me
Married to the anguish
Instilled, harboured
Within my history.
When it is vanquished
Laid to rest
Then and only then
Will living really begin
And loving be
The best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Hidden Deep
October 17, 2019
Hidden deep inside my life
Is the secret to all
I need to prosper, to survive.
Still and silent I will wait
For the answers coming
Holding all before me.
Catch them
See them
Before they dissipate.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Melancholy
October 16, 2019
Melancholy raining, dripping down
No obvious reason can be found
Spreading cross the quiet landscape
Resting briefly on a innocent face
Then running down
On tears of those lost, wandering round.
Maybe someday a bright sun will shine
Dark, foreboding clouds pass
Dissipate and show guiding lights
Til then only melancholy
Can be found
Reigning so profound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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My Fortune Is In My Hands
October 15, 2019
My Fortune I suppose
Is in my hands
The coming and going
Of goodness, happiness
Is in my command.
No soaked coat
Laden with anger
Can cover me
Or make my way
A forsaken land.
I will, I can
See my fortune ahead
Waiting
Waiting to take my hand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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The Words
October 11, 2019
The words sit silent
Waiting to take a place
On a page, part of a sentence
A paragraph
Or just fill an empty space.
Never know what they are to be
Where they’re coming from
Placed upon the page
Uttered
From a pulpit
Graced by the shinning sun.
No matter, there they come
No longer waiting
The words have found their purpose
Their place, on a page, a paragraph
A voice
Greeting the morning sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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I Don’t Want To Be You
October 10, 2019
I don’t want to be you
I want
Want to be me
Allowing nothing to stand in the way
Whether the path be straight or crooked
It doesn’t matter
It’s the way I’ll travel on my journey
To be just me
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
