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Would You Be Mine?

December 3, 2019

Joanne and Cliff ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Would you be mine
til the end of time?

Would you hold me close
taking no notice of how long a time?

Would you love me more than
Julius to Cleopatra or just as much
if not more?

Would the sweet scent of love
fill your nostrils evermore?

Leaving nothing else
to take your breath away?

Cause my love
I will love you forever
Ever, in this way.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Make It My Own

December 2, 2019

Purple Flower on Rock ~ Photo by Patrice

Make it my own
Make it mine
No explanations, no excuses

Survive

I have done it
The best that I can
Trying to tell no lies

It’s me, my own, my life
Yes
I am alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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In The Heart

November 29, 2019

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St. Lucia Fishing Boats ~ Photo by Patrice

In the heart of my distress
I find an ark of happiness
Ferrys me to a life
In heaven’s image
No heartache, nor strife
In my dreams I seek, I see
This hallowed place I saw
I seek.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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When I Hear Those Words

November 28, 2019

Deer at Feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

When I hear those words
That melt my heart, make my tears cry
Filling up the world’s cup of gratitude
When I hear
Hear those wondrous words
I know I’m alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Feeling The Anger, The Pain

November 27, 2019

Broken Robin's Nest ~ Photo by Patrice

Feeling the anger, the pain
Of not being the answer
To what drains the life
From my world, my heart, my family
All that encompasses
Contains.

Could it be tomorrow
When things change, answers answered
The world full of laughter, families together
And nothing, no feeling
That everything is circling
A filthy, dirty drain.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Begging For The Answer

November 26, 2019

Face Study ~ Illustration by Patrice

Begging for the answer
Looking for the right
To make my life a difference
Far, far into the brightest day
The darkest night.

No one will answer
Justify or let it go
Me alone will climb
The altar’s steps
Me alone will be the one
To know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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The World Turns

November 25, 2019

Rocking Horse ~ Photo by Patrice

The world turns, it goes
Then comes back around
No breath is taken
Except on its sacred ground.

The future is hidden
The past is the past
Nothing now will forever
Last.

Turning slowly, turning fast
The world is ours
Hold on
It’ll be a blast.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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