Each Morning

Each morning
I create 
Patrice 

Each morning
I make her come alive 

Each night she sleeps
but
does not die

Each day 
I appreciate she lives 
she is alive. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

 

I Seek And Find

I seek and find 
A world full of happiness 
Wonder
There I find. 

No sorrow, sobs 
Cries of destitute 
Nor does anger find a place
To prey. 

For in this world of magnitude 
My heart’s taken away  
My soul alive
Oh, how beauty thrives. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Wouldn’t It Be Nice

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Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.

Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice

*Please help STOP Shark Finning

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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My Beating Heart

My heart does pump and thump
the core of me
my beating heart.

Onward she goes with no breath taken
alive making no mistakes
my beating heart.

Commanding all with every beat
giving living life while being discreet
my beating heart.

She works in sync without a stop
oh how I need you
my dear beating heart.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

I

I can’t be scorned, belittled or debased
I am alive, I have survived
And
I know, know what I need to do.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

I Forgot

I have not forgot and hoping for a better world to come. In which we share love, courtesy, appreciation and forgiveness ❤

 

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I forgot
What day this was
I forget if a saddened sun shone
I forget what I had for lunch.

But
I didn’t forget the thousands that did die
I didn’t forget those that did get out alive
I haven’t forgot you helped those survive.

I can not forget the clouds of smoke
Rising ash, people stunned, sirens wailing
Unholy hell reigning
It seemed to last I have not forgot.

I can not forget
A silence as planes flew into concrete
Smashing trust, crushing hopes
This I won’t and have not forgot.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Wouldn’t It Be Nice

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.

Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice

*Please help STOP Shark Finning

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

I Forgot

I forgot
What day this was
I forget if a saddened sun shone
I forget what I had for lunch.

But
I didn’t forget the thousands that did die
I didn’t forget those that did get out alive
I haven’t forgot you helped those survive.

I can not forget the clouds of smoke
Rising ash, people stunned, sirens wailing
Unholy hell reigning
It seemed to last I have not forgot.

I can not forget
A silence as planes flew into concrete
Smashing trust, crushing hopes
This I won’t and have not forgot.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Perish The Thought

Perish the thought
I must not get lost. Regroup and survive
I am alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012