The fight is on
Foes look eye to eye
No backing down
No clowning round.
Serious words uttered
Marching feet make
The ground shutter.
The sun looks dim
Trying to hide behind
Dark clouds that weep within.
No winners allowed
Only brave hearts move forward
No matter the thoughts
Indecisive or strong.
There is no right
There is no wrong.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Can I venture to the past?
Relax and enjoy things seen
Fix what wasn’t right
Move forward
To this time I live in now
Confident
My heart will no longer hunger
For what has been and passed.
Can I?
Dare I venture to the past?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
As you move forward into eternity
Stop and look around
See majesty.
See forests, lawns, parks and lakes
See people, fawns and a most interesting place
Nothings ever dull if you but care to trace
The movement of the world
For it’s such a wondrous place.
Please move thru this time in space
With a light and tender thread
So they’ll only know you’ve been here
By all the good they felt
From your kind and gentle tread.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
When I try to understand
Sometimes
The way is not so clear.
Should I take a step behind
Or move forward
So to be near
To the heart of the matter
The source of my dilemma?
Sometimes the way
My way
Is not so clear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Days move forward
Gone one by one
Packed with something
But neither overrun
With sadness, happiness
Or blissful dreams
Days move forward
Inspite of all these things.
What you see
May be what you dreamed
Or what you saw
In an unhealthy scene
Don’t deny that it has been
For you can only move pass
When you know it’s been
As days move forward
In the scheme of things.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Can I venture to the past?
Relax and enjoy things seen
Fix what wasn’t right
Move forward
To this time I live in now
Confident
My heart will no longer hunger
For what has been and passed.
Can I?
Dare I venture to the past?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
As you move forward into eternity
Stop and look around
See majesty.
See forests, lawns, parks and lakes
See people, fawns and a most interesting place
Nothings ever dull if you but care to trace
The movement of the world
For it’s such a wondrous place.
Please move thru this time in space
With a light and tender thread
So they’ll only know you’ve been here
By all the good they felt
From your kind and gentle tread.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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