You Had Me At The Start

You had me at the start 
the start of the morning 
the beginning of night. 

You were with me 
as I traversed treacherous waters 
no saviour in sight. 

I began to understand 
how much I needed you 
when all alone 
in the middle of a terrible fight. 

Now, with you alongside 
I go thru the most dangerous times 
coming out into 
a magnificent, glorious light. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

I’ve Heard Your Song

I’ve heard your song
in the early morning light 
and
in the quiet
evening twilight. 

No song
is so beautiful 
no refrain
so caring, so light 

I know
I’ll always be with you 
when I hear
your lovely song 
in the morning, noon 
or
the evening’s night. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

When The Sky Is Full Blue

When
The sky is full blue
With light.

The earth warm
From the loving sun
The ocean deep and green
Fish swimming without concerns
It seems.

What a time
What a day
For the sky is full blue
With anticipation and light.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

I Know The Difference

I know the difference
Between frozen and tropical land
I know light is not dark
And dark is not light.

I know the difference
Between morning and evening light
The difference is obvious
They are not alike.

But the in-between is hazy
Not easy to read
A conundrum it seems
For not darkness nor light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Snow Blows A Crisp Cold White

Snow blows a crisp cold white
Deafening on this spring morning night
Flying by with a unrepentive no melting cry
Once again covering all going deep down inside.

Some will die in this cold white mess
As snow hungers to hold a grip
Til no life stirs beneath its icy depth
Breeding death, anger and remorse
Snow blows, snow blows
Making life full of needless stress.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Struggling, Churning Round

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

Meticulous Responsibility

Meticulous responsibility
Guiding me thru the caverns of doom.
See the light, follow its rays
To the height of all magnitude.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

The Light Comes Thru

 

 

 

 

 

The light comes thru
Just a crack
Lighting all that has been
Black
Giving hope, strength
On it’s lighting way.

The more you see
The more it spreads
Bringing salvation to those
That had no destiny
Only dread.

Just one spark of light
Can spread and fill
The dark of night full of
Happiness
And most of all
Delight.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

The Light Is Slowly Lifting Up

The light is slowly lifting up
The obscurity that hides my soul
Touching, warming a heart
Immeshed in woeful sorrow.

Drying tears sadly falling
Cascading to the ground
While trembling lips remember
Days when sadness was
The sound.

But light does lift up
To a higher atmosphere
Creating beauty, happiness
In this that is our individual
Magic sphere.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013