I feel the heartache
I feel sadness in my soul
Lost and left
I watch
Those trying to climb out
Of deep depression
Once again, once more.
In tomorrow
Will the sun shine again
Will the streets flow with laughter
Will things
Be ever right
Once again, once more?
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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
Forbidden virtues
Hidden, lost
Make my life
Chaos
No reprimand
No solicitous time
Just lost
Lost.
Maybe tomorrow
The sun will shine
Maybe then I’ll see
The light
The reason so sublime
All will be ok
Right
In my not tortured mind.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Melancholy raining, dripping down
No obvious reason can be found
Spreading cross the quiet landscape
Resting briefly on a innocent face
Then running down
On tears of those lost, wandering round.
Maybe someday a bright sun will shine
Dark, foreboding clouds pass
Dissipate and show guiding lights
Til then only melancholy
Can be found
Reigning so profound.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Words have gone
Lost, forgotten, laying strewn
Across a uncaring lawn.
No time to pick them up
No time to remember
What has been forgot.
Words were said
Yet no one remembers exactly
Or just what.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Stomach tied in a knot
Don’t know what is, what’s not
Blessed be the ones
That know their path, their way
No one need show.
Me, is it me alone
Doesn’t know the way
Can’t see the trail
Lost in woods dark and travail
Calling out is of no avail.
Breath in, breath out
Calmly think, think it out
The way is there
The signs will show
Just stop, look, see
Then for sure, you’ll know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Flowing down the page
Words written by a distant sage
Knowledge knowing
Understanding things lost
Hidden in the midst of all
Which we will understand
We will know
When the written words
Are read
For our eyes will overflow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Cherish the one who gives you joy
Cuddle the one who sinks beneath a burdened load
Find the one whose lost the road
Be yourself where’re you go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
The crow flies over skies
Looking down on a world
Moving forward, no lies.
The crow flies calling
Singing songs only loved ones
Hear, don’t deny.
The crow flies holding close
Treasures found, lost
Seen by no other eyes.
The crow flies.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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