Let Me Settle Down

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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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I Heard The Wild Goose Call

I heard the wild goose call
I heard her plaintive tone.

I bowed my head in honour
Of all those left
Left alone.

On the field of war and anger
In the battle
No one wins alone.

I heard the wild goose call
Come
Come bring your brave soldiers home.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

The Wind Comes

The wind comes and she blows
Blows winds of disaster
Chaos
A multitude of things untold.

Her mighty strength will subside
Only when her fevered anger
Has run its course
And then she’ll be quiet air.

No evidence detected
Just anguish, heartache
Sadness left
That surely did unfold.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

My Heart Wonders

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My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Poetry

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Poetry
Taken from the pages
Of anarchy
Full in the hearts of subtlety
Showing no malice is
Poetry.

Poetry
Why have you come
To be my destiny?
Nothing matters but
The throes of the heart in
Poetry.

Poetry
Anger, passion, full
Of the vacant sound coming
From that original sin
Even then
Blessed is the heart
That changes history with
Poetry.

Poetry
No one can know what
Could have been
My heart, my love and
All life has been and now
Come be within
Poetry.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I Close My Eyes Just To Feel My Heart

Dedicated to those that served and gave all

 

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Dedicated to Sue, who has lost her beloved horse, Yorkie.
Our thoughts are with you.

I close my eyes just to feel my heart
Feel the pain
Please make it to depart
Lost to all never more to be
The call I loved and adored from thee.

Feel the sadness reign
Beginning down the path
Of no gladness, ecstasy
Only sadden, weeping pain.

You have gone, lost to me
Remorse is not the word
I need or want to see
Tears once of joy shattered
Left, gone no more to employ
Only rivers long, tragic and so deep
Flowing with overwhelming sadness
Do they weep.

Brought down to my knees
Blows of anguish
Anger
Morose disbelief.

Truly thought you’d live forever
Now know is never going to be
Love you ever
Ever please believe
Wanted never
You to leave me never
Ever leave me never please.

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Tortured Thoughts

Tortured thoughts
Ricochet thru my mind
Leaving harrowing things harbouring
Crying
Those that I don’t like to find.

Why have they come?
Why won’t they go?

I need not believe in their anger
Vengeance
I need not tow all this piled up
This awful collection of
Tortured thoughts.
~ Patrice

© Patrice clarkson – 2016