My Heart

My heart

My heart
Ticks
It tocks

My heart
Loves
And then not

My heart
Lives

My heart
Brings life
And then

My heart
It
Stops.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Away

Long ago, far away
A heart was broke
He did not stay
To weep or cry
Nor brush sad tears away.

Crushed
A fool she thought
Then sat
Laughed
Brushed her own tears
Away.

No fool was she
No clown performing
For vacant love
He, he was the one
A fool for leaving
Not loving her.

He turned
He walked away
Never knowing what
He could have had
He walked away.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018