Kaboom, Kaboom

Quietly, softly the breath intakes
Listening to the heart explodiate
Kaboom, kaboom.

The legs take their feet for a walk
While the arms hold close
Hands caressing the softness
Of love seen by the eyes
As the ears listen
To the quiet heart go
Kaboom, kaboom.

Feeling The Anger, The Pain

Feeling the anger, the pain
Of not being the answer
To what drains the life
From my world, my heart, my family
All that encompasses
Contains.

Could it be tomorrow
When things change, answers answered
The world full of laughter, families together
And nothing, no feeling
That everything is circling
A filthy, dirty drain.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Dark And Dismal

Dark and dismal is not the way
Open up, laugh and sing
Chase the gloomy clouds away
Bask in the sun filtering thru
Release your heart
See the beauty coming
Through.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

What To Do

I read the lines, saw the words
But no thought came to mind
Had no idea what was said
No vision of what to do.

My soul was cold
My heart frozen over
My ears, my eyes
Knew not what to do.

My feet they left
Never knowing the answer
To the question asked
Never knowing what to do.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

My Beating Heart

My heart is heavy
She feels so old
So many stories
How many more
To be told?

She ticks and beats
She has survived
She seen joys
She has cried.

Blood fills
Pulses to
My mind, hands, feet
And back thru.

How many more thumps
Does she have
Not mine to know
Just glad I have her
I have
My beating heart.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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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Dear Sweet Spirit

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Dear sweet spirit take control
Guide my hand, my heart
And please my soul.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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