I’ve experienced the very wrath
Of what has come, has been
No remorse felt or regrets that last
No happiness seen.
Let me be away from this
Be and feel pure joy, pure bliss
And that happiness
That’s been evading me.
This I ask, beg and plead
Knowing it’s up to me to be
In that embrace, that love
I want to feel and see.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Gently
Lay the burden down
Caress it softly
Hear the ground moan quietly
From the weight you laid down
Feel no anger, no remorse
Your work is done
You’ve travelled the entire course
Now, you are the one
To show the way.
Not deviating
No
Not today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Experience life
Experience joy
Watch the tide rise
The heart breathe
A pounding employed
See the birds fly
A mockingbird cry
Feel the wind blow
Above and beneath
The evening sky
No remorse employed
Regrets not even a few
All life is abound
With joyous blessings too.
–Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Halloween comes creeping
To the door
All withered, stooped asking for
Trick or treat
Maybe something more
Smiling toothless face leering
Into vacant space
Blood dripping onto gruesome cheek
Screeching voices crack the night
Laughing hysterically
No remorse if no treat tonight.
Now fear is my plight
Quickly shove
The treat out the door
Into grasping bags
Til no more
Smiling it seems in pleasant surprise
When in fact I fear I have died
Slam the door
Lock it quick
Make sure there is no trick.
Cut the lights
Curtains drawn
Sit in darken space
Hoping monsters, witches
Will not be back
Nor leave some gruesome trace.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Heartache felt
Across the world, the land
Will everything be right
Again?
No remorse, only sorrow fills
The body of the man
Lost to the family he once loved
In his home, his homeland.
No more laughter fills the air
Only fracture, anger, loneliness
Despair
Misery shared.
The kiss of love turned to death
Same tomorrow
No future
No one cares.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Tortured are the souls
I see
Writhing in pure agony.
No remorse can be seen
Only furious anger
Seething.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Cold is my heart
As I face the darkness
Brooding there
In the deep bottomless dark.
No remorse comes
To save me
No salvation
Takes my heart.
Just cold anger
Seething
Storming in my mind
Waiting to rip apart.
Anything
That dare face me
Stand and challenge
This coldness in my heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling anger with no remorse
Feel like I’m stepping on
A unproductive, negative course.
It’s not like I will abide
In this state
But for now, I’ll let it ride.
Feel like no one knows
Nor do they care
The hurt they give
It seems unfair.
Yes, I’ll let it ride
And tomorrow, hopefully
Saner minds will survive.
Giving me a better outlook
A better feel
For those who criticize.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
The farther I go
The farther away
I get from
What has happened
Yesterday.
Seeking no remorse
Nothing to say
All is in the past
That I did
Yesterday.
Maybe tomorrow
When I’m farther away
Maybe then
I’ll understand the past
All that happened
Yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
When I feel I must go
Not to stay
Then I’ll know the path
The path to take
No remorse will come to mind
No fallen down
No mistake
The sun will shine
Rain will fall
The moon shall rise
And
I’ll be at peace
With it all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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