Swirling, whirling round
What is right, what is wrong?
My heart doesn’t know
My mind denies
My breath gasps in
My soul cries.
I wander
Taking in, looking out
Screaming
What is this all about?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
A lot of thoughts in my head
A lot of thoughts
That have not been said.
Swirling, racing round
Racing thoughts
Racing in my head.
Some thoughts I’ve done
Some will rise up
To their vision high
Others will wither, die.
Then too, they’ll become
Just another thought
I thought
In my crazy, thoughtful head
I thought, I said. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson