Posts Tagged ‘blessed’
March 17, 2022
For heaven’s sake
you are blessed
driven to be your best.
For heaven’s sake
don’t listen
don’t wait to be forgiven.
For heaven’s sake
know it’s not your fault
heaven knows
and
has forgiven.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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May 18, 2021
Total, total effects
Seeing them, feeling their cause
Aand
Certainly their effect
Blessed they say
Cursed say others
Somewhere
There is the answer
The total effect of what has been.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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September 25, 2019

Holy has it
Blessed to be
In the company of the exalted
Those that run the universe
The rain, the wind
And me.
No one says
They are lonely
Nor do they see reason
To be unhappy
Or heaven forbid
Angry.
You will be one
Of these persons
You will be filled with ecstasy
For the exalted
Will make sure
It comes to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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April 24, 2019

I don’t know what’s to be
Not my responsibility
I do know I can’t be afraid
Of the future nor remorseful
Of my past destiny.
My duty to me
Is to combine what I don’t know
With what I do know
Living in the midst of that
Which is now a blessed me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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January 12, 2018
Patrice Clarkson's Blog

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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September 3, 2015

The heart is cold
Has done its job
Time to rest, time to be
Blessed forever in eternity.
The heart is old
And has ceased to be
In this world now
Surrounded by exquisite beauty.
The heart is pure
Has done its job
Is now with the hallowed one
The eternal God.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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March 25, 2015
Yeah, yeah
Is what I say
To everything today.
Sordid, angry, no patience, no way
Yeah, yeah I’ll be better tomorrow
Or maybe the next day.
See no joy, no harm in any way
Just down
It’s a yeah, yeah kind of day.
Blessed I guess, cause I can have
A Yeah, yeah day and no trouble
Consequences come my way.
Must find goodness, find a way
To see happiness
In a yeah, yeah type of day.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson -2015
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January 30, 2015
Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Dear sweet friend
How blessed
I be
To know and love
A friend like thee.
Dear sweet friend
No judgement
Ever do I feel
Only love, respect
And dignity.
Dear sweet friend
I hope to be
The same for you
As you have been
To me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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December 11, 2014

Snow soft and white
Piling up
Has been all night.
Quietly falling
Covering
Blanketing all that shows.
The sun will rise
Shining bright
On snow covered fields
Blessed
With a insulating layer of white.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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July 9, 2014

Soft and tender my heart waits to remember
Kisses, caresses I’ve lived in my life, seen in my life
Gentle and kind
Making my world one I don’t mind.
The heart is full with it all
Trying to make sense of it all
Because blessed we be
When in the midst of some senseless tragedy
We see a soul soft and tender
That’s when we remember
Remember our heart is full, full of it all
Soft and tender.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014
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