Searching for something new
Searching amongst
The breathe of that
That I once knew.
Grasping, holding close
Memories I loved
See them fall away
Replacing now all that yesterday.
Searching for
New memories untold
Searching for a new life
A new mould.
Searching, searching
But no one knows
Nor will they let it be
As of yet, let it be told.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Sorcerer functioning
Beyond the depths
No one knows nor accepts
The magnificence held
Then released
Because of you
And yes
Because of me.
Sorcerer held to the soul
Grasping, breathing life
Where no one goes
End of nothing
Knows no bounds
Stepping lightly upon the ground
Soaring heavy beneath the skies
Swimming sweaty before my eyes.
Sorcerer functions
Knowing no bounds
Living with us
On hallowed ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Struggling, churning round
Don’t know where there is safe ground.
Grasping, holding tight
Fighting to see some kind of light.
Struggling
Struggling, churning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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