Pleading with myself, I said
— Be careful —
Step slowly with a definite purpose
Leave no one behind
Deny not the living kind
Express yourself with love and kindness
Saying nothing but the best
Then laugh and let it be
Let it rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Wondering why or did I see
How the heart mends
Without any seams.
Tragedy, chaos and most likely strife
Rip holes in my being
Then along comes kindness
Dipped in strength
Changing everything.
A smile, a laugh, a gentle caress
Hold me together
Thru anything.
I’m not wondering
I know, I see
With love my heart mends
Without any seams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Pleasure, focus let it be
The main thing
To bring you
To your destiny.
Happiness is not something
You leave outside
But accompanies you inside
Staying by you thru all
Thats going to be.
Laugh, joke
See the reason
The sun does rise
Leaving behind dark
Brooding skies.
Your choice all this be
Happiness, pleasure
Laugh and see.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I think
Think of things
Will they come true
Or will they fall into
An abyss so blue?
When I think like this
I may sometimes cringe
Or sometimes laugh
Cause sometimes
I think
Think of you at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The answer came to me
Not in a flash of light
Nor as a wave crashing in the night
That those past lives lived
Come to us in a way
So simple and so straight away
They come in our DNA.
We remember things gone by
And don’t know why
But the reason is
They are in our DNA.
Such as when you think
You’ve been here before
Think again
For you have been
It’s all written in your DNA.
They tell us what we need
What will make us pleased
It’s all there in our DNA.
When you think you’ve been
In this situation once again
It’s most likely true
The blueprints shows us
Thru and thru all that’s written
There in our DNA.
Why we laugh and grin
Why we cry and don’t know why
The answer is in no other place
It’s our saving grace
There within for eons…
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I didn’t draw, I wouldn’t paint
Little love, lots of hate
Time stood still
And seemed to crawl
No one knew
What could or would be all.
Focused on the wrong thing then
Didn’t know what was up
Or around the bend.
Hardship was a constant friend
Little laughter to ease my way
Just disaster each turn I made.
Then they came and held me up
Turned me round to see the light
Not just of love
But a grandeur life
Stroked my soul, made things right
This they did for me one night.
They stood behind, smiled and laughed
No judgement made in this my craft
What took so long?
You might ask
But only those who know
Can answer that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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
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