Terrible Times Do Happen

Terrible times do happen
They wind around time
Twisting, turning
Making taking a breath
Seem like a crime.

But they will pass
The sun will shine
The sky beam a cerulean blue
Pouring rain washing away
Terrible times residue.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Sacrifice

Sacrifice is what we do
Sometimes it’s good
Sometimes we should just
Press ‘undo’.

Your heart knows
What’s best to do
What’s best for you.

Listen quietly
Listen loud
It’ll always bring you
Thru.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Hear The World

Walmart employees comfort one another after a shooting at the store in El Paso, Texas, on Saturday. (Mark Lambie/The El Paso Times via AP)

Hear the world come to it’s end
Listen to mourning flowers
Sway to and fro
And then

Hear the mighty mountains
Roar their anger
Frustration
To all that’ll listen.

Hear the world plead
Cry
For those lost
In the mayhem.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Feeling Down, Don’t Know Why

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Feeling down, don’t know why
Heart is cold, feeling nothing
Nothing that can be told
Or reasoned why
Angry most of all at what I don’t recall.

Then there is my head
My mind it’s telling stories full of dread
It saids there is no way things will be right
Just give up, curl up and sleep
Til late tonight.

That’s when my heart beats up
Pounding, ‘Don’t give up!’
I can make it right, deep breath
The rest will come
Before falling of sweet night.

Listen
Hear things dear to your heart
Let your mind wander but don’t let it start
The bad, the sad or that which will taint
The faint of heart.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Sleepless Night

Sleepless night
Bringing early morning light
Restful peace eluding senses
Throughout the dark
The long, question filled night.

No answers come
Only questions filling, swirling
Round my exhausted mind
No time to sleep, to rest
To dream of better times.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Crises Come

Crises come
Monopolizing the mind
The spirit
Everything in the universe
Anything
Not tied down tight.

What has happened?
Why?
No answers come
Questions only
They hang in the frigid, cold
Unforgiving sky.

Do your best
Do what’s correct
What’s right
Maybe then the world will smile
Grass turn a brilliant green
And stars shine a guiding light
On everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

You Know

You know, I haven’t seen
The beauty, splendour
You talked about, you’ve seen.

Mine has been
A narrow kaleidoscope
Of all the things
Near and close to me.

And you know
You know, that’s enough
Enough for me.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019