Posts Tagged ‘anger’

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I Paint A Face

October 16, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Face Study ~ Illustration by Patrice

Every morning I paint a face
The one I want to show
Moving thru the day
With beauty and with grace
I apply colours sometimes
In vibrant broad, happy strokes
Other times I can’t help
The lines are blue
They weep, they cry
Hues blended in a colour
That represents the reason why.

 A smile I paint upon that face
Covering the worried lines
The anger
I hope not to find
Each morning I paint colours
To show love, beauty and grace
There on my face
With a special brush that covers all
The tired, frightened lines
I paint
Every morning I paint a face.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Not Sure The Reason Why

June 11, 2020

Calgary Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Not sure the reason why
The sky cries
Weeps and wails
Crashing thunder
Before my very eyes

Anger, sadness
Blessed love
Not sure
Not sure which is
The reason why.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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No One Speaks

April 22, 2020

Last used April 22/20

No one speaks
No one says
The words that will condemn
The dead
To a life lived in after death
Of misery. anger
No justice.

Instead hands hold out
Gentle love
Make the world a happy place
Make the universe
A living, breathing
Wondrous space.

Where hearts are held
Close with care
No one dies
They live forever
In our hearts
In a heaven
Made right here.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Heartache Felt

March 11, 2020

Catlady's House coming down - Photo by Patrice

Heartache felt
Across the world, the land
Will everything be right
Again?

No remorse, only sorrow fills
The body of the man
Lost to the family he once loved
In his home, his homeland.

No more laughter fills the air
Only fracture, anger, loneliness
Despair
Misery shared.

The kiss of love turned to death
Same tomorrow
No future
No one cares.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Anger, Frustration Seems To Be

February 27, 2020

Winter's Road ~ Photo by Patrice

Anger, frustration seems to be
My method of operation
Thinking thoughts bitter
And angry today.

Can’t seem to find the way
Or the answer to my questions
I need
I need them today.

All is a quandary
Just unseen and blind
For me to see
On this day.

Maybe I should step back
Breathing deeply
Maybe, I’ll find answers,
This way.

I won’t be bitter or angry
I’ll find my route, my path
I’ll be on my way.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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My Fortune Is In My Hands

October 15, 2019

My Dedicated Running Partner - Photo by Patrice

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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Raining Down

September 12, 2019

Freezing Rain ~ Photo by Patrice

The full and caring heart
Waits to hear
The sound of love
Raining down.

No drip, drop of seething hate
No frustration, anger
Making lonely roads
Seem so long.

Just love and caring
Gentle kindness freely given
No strings attached
No ‘What if’s’
None of that.

All we see, all we feel
Is loving
Caring, pleasant thoughts
Raining Down.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Having A Hard Day

April 16, 2019

No Trespassing ~ Photo by Patrice

Having a hard day
Sleepless last night
Thinking all that angers me
Keeps me up at night.

Not mine to control
Not mine
Yet I struggle
Struggle to let go.

Happiness evades me
Anger, frustration
He said
She did.

Why can’t they see
They’re not right
And I’m in the wrong place
Not where I want to be.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Been The One

March 14, 2019

Wayne's Home ~ Photo by Patrice

Haven’t I always been the one
To wonder what happened
That let you in.

Your nasty temper
Your contemptuous lips
Causing heartache
Making life something a long ways
From pure bliss.

I should have closed the door
Slammed it in your face
Laughed at the anger
Coursing thru your body
Contorting every muscle
In your nasty face.

I should have
I should have been the one.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Let Me Settle Down

February 8, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Rock in Awe~ Photo by Patrice

Let me settle down
My anger now is very, very profound.

You took a life, meant nothing to you
Just something in your way
With a swipe, you took a life away
Didn’t miss a stride nor did your heart skip a beat
You went on like nothing bad marked your soul
Or was there blood on your saintly hands
You smiled, laughed, no trace upon your angelic face
Of the death someone has to face
A death you caused, you alone.

It may have been just a little creature
Living life in the space you called your own
You crushed the breath from that creature’s chest
You ground your shoe in the sand
Leaving no trace of a life
That may have been so grand.

Life is precious
Intertwined with all we see
Combined to grow, prosper alongside one another
Whether we walk, run, leap or crawl
You’re not alone nor can…

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