Powerful times need to come
covering all in hope
and
tremendous love
Then we’ll see
hear and feel
joy
throughout
the mountains, valleys
and
the hills
No more to mourn
for
we will be
in the hearts of another
protected,
able to grow unconcerned
with small trivial fare.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Love is never lost
Only left behind or put in a place
Where it can’t grow.
Sow love seeds so dear
Nurture, care
Watch love grow.
No needy nor neglect
Let love grow in your heart
Don’t let it be, ever lost.
For this you’ll know
As you watch it grow
Love can never, ever be lost.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
To cry is human.
It shows you care.
To laugh is human.
It shows you have joy.
To anger is human.
It shows you feel.
To remember is human.
It shows you have been.
To die is human.
It shows you have lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Sultry humid, tired and dry
Looking for languid
Solemn I cry
No redemption neither remorse
I stand corrected
Powered with force.
Softly gentle, kindly kind
I trudge onward
In a mindless mind.
No heaven to help me
No devil to care
Follow the angry, uphold the rare
Sight of forgiveness, gasp for air
Holding on
I hope I’m spared.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2016
Love is never lost
Only left behind or put in a place
Where it can’t grow.
Sow love seeds so dear
Nurture, care
Watch love grow.
No needy nor neglect
Let love grow in your heart
Don’t let it be, ever lost.
For this you’ll know
As you watch it grow
Love can never, ever be lost.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Sunset rests and meditates
Sees life in all its states
Smiling sweetly, caressing care
This is needed, we must share.
Love of life not destitute
Living on the edge of gratitude
You are mine and I don’t care
To hold the reins of any old despair.
Travel thru bright, clear day
See the sunset rise
Filling hearts far into
Lovely evening tide.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
To cry is human.
It shows you care.
To laugh is human.
It shows you have joy.
To anger is human.
It shows you feel.
To remember is human.
It shows you have been.
To die is human.
It shows you have lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
We are here and everywhere
We shall care and shouldn’t dare
All that lives within our atmosphere.
They live here as we do
And help us through all
This heavy burdened stratosphere.
We should care and treasure us
That we must for what else
Is there here or anywhere?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Rosie doesn’t care
Rosie has no hair
Rosie is not here
Nor is she there
Rosie’s somewhere
But she doesn’t care.
Who is Rosie?
Why doesn’t she care?
I must share Rosie is always here
And she does care.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Tired, sleepy mist
Going down a road
I don’t believe exists
Trust its really there
Trust I can take the twists
Don’t really care
Don’t really need this shit.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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