All the pages are empty
All the lines are dry
No one hears the cries
Of a pen waiting
Waiting to tell the world
No lies.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Posts Tagged ‘no lies’
All The Pages Are Empty
July 2, 2021
Wouldn’t It Be Nice
March 12, 2021
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.
Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice
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© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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The Crow Flies
February 21, 2018
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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All The Pages Are Empty
July 13, 2017
All the pages are empty
All the lines are dry
No one hears the cries
Of a pen waiting
Waiting to tell the world
No lies.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Wouldn’t It Be Nice
March 22, 2017
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.
Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice
*Please help STOP Shark Finning
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Another World
September 14, 2016
Another world drifting by
Deep, high in the sky
No words said, no lies or cries
Life lived in another way
A world that gives but never stays.
This world’s sky is lit
By that that seems round
Hardened softness no one knows
Nor hears a sound.
Another world far away
So profound
Guides me by day and night
My path is full of light
I tread on gentle ground.
Another world makes me see
Love in this world
No need to be in that other world
My world is all I need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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