I forgot to remember
All the things you did to me
I left them in the trash
Garbage
Now to me.
No more will I cry
Remorsefully
No more will I be held
Captive
By those things
You did to me.
My life is better now
The sun shines on a spirit
Free of anger
Love is the feeling
I feel here
Inside of me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Feeling, reaching out, holding close
Not sure what this is all about.
Taste the anger, spit it out
Drink deep love, give it to all
All about.
See the sun rise, breathing life
Into a blue, sweet sky.
Experience the night
Enveloping all in a blanket warm and pure
Kept safe til darkness disappears.
I feel this, I reach out, hold close
For I now know what it’s all about.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I don’t know
What the heart doesn’t care
Buried in messed up
I sip from a cracked, broken cup
Tears run
My heart weeps
For the love, the mystery
That wasn’t mine
To keep.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2016
Can’t help but see
The world living, unfolding
As it should be.
Can’t help but feel
The soft and gentle caring
Beneath my feet.
Can’t help but hear
A song of love
Filling each of my ears.
Can’t help but live
A life full of harmony
Can’t help but see all this, around me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
You gave me love
I gave back to thee
Love
Love unconditionally.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
I fear my heart will sink
Deep beneath all those things
That
Run my world
Bringing morning sun
And everything.
Then
Will I still be able
To laugh, cry and see
Moon beams streaming
Love
Filled with ecstasy?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I have found
My life abounds
With great and grandeur things
If I stay my breath
And listen
To all that brings me joy
Love
And lovely earthly things.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
The full and caring heart
Waits to hear
The sound of love
Raining down.
No drip, drop of seething hate
No frustration, anger
Making lonely roads
Seem so long.
Just love and caring
Gentle kindness freely given
No strings attached
No ‘What if’s’
None of that.
All we see, all we feel
Is loving
Caring, pleasant thoughts
Raining Down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Strive for happiness
Creating love
Narrow the corridor
That harbours anger
Let it sink deep into murky mud.
Never saw it coming
Never heard the cry
Maybe in the beginning
I didn’t understand
The reason why.
Now that is over and it seems
The clouds have begun to dry
I’ll take my happiness
And make love
The reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
May the trees survive winter
Blossom in the spring
Sending forth life
Giving all, nourishing.
May the sun rise in the morning
Rest asleep at night
To come up the next morning
Bringing warmth, love
And fields of waving buttercup delight.
May the seeds dropped in fall
Spring, rise, growing tall
Spreading roots out for nourishment
Leaves reaching up, growing
Til the fall.
May the wind blow breezes
Both strong or gentle
And then not at all.
May they bring on currents
Moisture, rain to quench
The thirst of everyone
Everyone, everything and all.
May, may we live
May we live us all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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