You’ve Been With Me

You’ve been with me 
I believe
no amount of time will pass
without you near. 

Remorse in the beginning 
crying that will cease 
becoming memories of laughter and play 
things talked about shown, learned
and explained.

No farther away
than a thought in my head
for I see your voice speaking
your eyes filled with kindness 
no dread. 

I know I can go forward 
I know I’ll be ok 
for you’ll be with me 
forever 
forever and a day. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Art Is

Art is a thing of

Beauty

Sweetness

Strength

Anger

Kindness

Remorse

Compassion

Honesty

and

Bliss.

Not just a Man’s name.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Things Change

Things change, wheels turn
Looking back is not my concern
See the path ahead
Focus on feeling
No trepidation
Remorse nor dread.

Heart holding
Embracing the best
Smile comes
Easing the way
As the sun shines on
Another brilliant day.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

Heartfelt Heartache

Heartfelt heartache
Bleeding me dry
Remorse
Smouldering
As I cry.

No cruel words
Need to be said
For flags of submission
Can be seen
Flying overhead.

I’m on a downward
Roll-a-coaster slide
Out of control
Bleeding
As I die.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Sadness Fails

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Sadness fails 
Crashes 
Hear
The wails. 

Monster crawls 
Full of regret 
Finally getting 
What he should
Get. 

No remorse 
Pity none 
Turn the page 
Forget
The rage. 

Sadness can
No more 
Be part of
Hate. 
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Disaster Has Struck

Disaster has struck
Things have happened
That
Just shouldn’t be.

There is all sorts of remorse
And wanting to deny
What
Has come to be.

Maybe tomorrow will be better
But right now
That
I just can’t see.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Sultry Humid, Tired And Dry

Sultry humid, tired and dry
Looking for languid
Solemn I cry
No redemption neither remorse
I stand corrected
Powered with force.

Softly gentle, kindly kind
I trudge onward
In a mindless mind.

No heaven to help me
No devil to care
Follow the angry, uphold the rare
Sight of forgiveness, gasp for air
Holding on
I hope I’m spared.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2016

Gentle Kindness

 

 

 

 

Gentle kindness
Softly touching you
Caressing, soothing wounds
So deep
And pushing wrongs
The other way.

No regret nor remorse
None have come to play
Just loving thoughts
Holding you
In a place of kindness
Each and everyday.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Snow Blows A Crisp Cold White

Snow blows a crisp cold white
Deafening on this spring morning night
Flying by with a unrepentive no melting cry
Once again covering all going deep down inside.

Some will die in this cold white mess
As snow hungers to hold a grip
Til no life stirs beneath its icy depth
Breeding death, anger and remorse
Snow blows, snow blows
Making life full of needless stress.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Our Neighbour Died

Our neighbour died
He passed away
Gone to heaven
Just today.

Sadness, remorse
Deep regret
Don’t know what happened
Just yet.

Lights on, police car
Soft voices heard
All seems extremely quiet
Even calm.

Most likely
They can’t believe
He’s gone.

Passed away
In the night they say
Just heard he’s gone
Gone yesterday.

Great guy
No more to say
Our neighbour died
He passed away.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013