I Am Only All Alone

I am only all alone 
when I feel my heartbeat fall 
like a stone onto pavement 
cold and bleak. 

No words are spoken
nothing to repeat 
my sobs, my cries unheard 
for they fall down
cracks residing deep beneath. 

Known to no one 
no one hears their woeful cries 
no one reaches to save
I am only all alone.
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021 

Disappears

Metlakatla Indian Residential School Students
Indigenous students attending the Metlakatla Indian Residential School.
(Credit: William James Topley / Library and Archives Canada / C-015037)

Taking hold, making clear 
the world has become 
a place where
no one hears 
the cries of those lost 
those
that have disappeared 

Bring them back, hold them dear  
for it is up to us 
to make our earth whole  
where everyone has a path
can be heard and never again 
disappears. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

All The Pages Are Empty

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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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All The Pages Are Empty

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