I do write
I don’t sing
Praises
Of the sun, the moon
Nor spring.
The words are written down
One letter at a time
Maybe
In the future someone will
Sing
These words of praise
I bring.
Til then
They’ll stay
In my book, on my page
Written to be read
These words of praise.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Sleepy tired
Worry wakes me in the night
Toss turn
Feeling no sleep
As anguish plays on my sleepless stage
In a darkness with no saving light.
Maybe in the morning
All will be clear
A path opening up, a way from here to there
But tonight greeted with only so many questions
Keeping me sleepy tired
In a dim, dark hopeless night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Why not try to understand
All the confusion swirling round
Like a crazy marching band.
Don’t know where, don’t know why
But somehow I need to cry
Release the hurt, set free the sigh.
Move beyond the crazies
Then maybe, maybe
Understand the reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Hearing nothing, feeling all
How can I be in love
With nothing, nothing at all?
With words I wander in my mind
Imaging scenarios, images of all kinds
Maybe won’t come to pass
Maybe will last and last.
Doesn’t matter
For I see, I feel
While hearing nothing
Nothing not at all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Maybe behind in time
Maybe not ahead of the crowd
But oh, joy is bestowed
Upon this road I’m travelling on.
Come be with me
Feel the passion in a love
Of beauty all around.
Go back in time
Feel the love, the joy
That does surround.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Sleepy tired
Worry wakes me in the night
Toss turn
Feeling no sleep
As anguish plays on my sleepless stage
In a darkness with no saving light.
Maybe in the morning
All will be clear
A path opening up, a way from here to there
But tonight greeted with only so many questions
Keeping me sleepy tired
In a dim, dark hopeless night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Why not try to understand
All the confusion swirling round
Like a crazy marching band.
Don’t know where, don’t know why
But somehow I need to cry
Release the hurt, set free the sigh.
Move beyond the crazies
Then maybe, maybe
Understand the reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Maybe behind in time
Maybe not ahead of the crowd
But oh, joy is bestowed
Upon this road I’m travelling on.
Come be with me
Feel the passion in a love
Of beauty all around.
Go back in time
Feel the love, the joy
That does surround.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Maybe it will get better
Maybe it should
Maybe then I can
Maybe if I could.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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