Memories

Memories come 
Then
They pass 

I ask the question 

Did they really happen 
Or
Was I in a dream  
That wasn’t part
Of my past? 

Memories vague
Sometimes
Vibrant as if they happened
Yesterday 
Not long ago 
In a distant, distant past. 

I’ll remember, smile
And be
Reliving memories 
Remembering
A past that was
Really me. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

Melancholy

 

 

Melancholy raining, dripping down
No obvious reason can be found
Spreading cross the quiet landscape
Resting briefly on a innocent face
Then running down
On tears of those lost, wandering round.

Maybe someday a bright sun will shine
Dark, foreboding clouds pass
Dissipate and show guiding lights
Til then only melancholy
Can be found
Reigning so profound.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

When Your Heart Is Sore

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When your heart is sore
Your tears won’t dry
Remember
You’re not alone
We hear your cries.

Remember too
All who we’ve said goodbye
Are with us still
Only running now
Where angels fly.
~ Patrice

– My deepest sympathies to Jan and Doug in their heartbreaking loss. 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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When Your Heart Is Sore

 

When your heart is sore
Your tears won’t dry
Remember
You’re not alone
We hear your cries.

Remember too
All who we’ve said goodbye
Are with us still
Only running now
Where angels fly.
~ Patrice

– My deepest sympathies to Jan and Doug in their heartbreaking loss. 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

It’s Going To Be Okay

It’s going to be okay
All this badness will fade away
It’s going to be okay.

Tears will be for not
It’s going to be okay
On this sad but sunny day
I know, I pray
It’s going to be okay.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2014

Feel The Fall

Feel the fall
The crash
The bang.

See it all shatter
Splatter
Across the plain.

Yell
Scream
Your anguish
To cold
Callous ears.

This madness you discovered is here beneath your tears. ~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Sometimes Sadness Falls

Sometimes sadness falls
So far
Desperately need not
Feel that scar
Sadness
Melancholy breeding
Gaining ground.

Spreading out
Seeping deep
Within the psychic far
Oh so far around.

Trembling lips reach out
Grabbing, holding on
No hollow
Shallow victory
But a life
Maybe gone.

Tears stream down
Wanting, wailing cheeks
Splattering near
And on hardened ground
No soft tender place
To be found.

Hold yourself together
Hold yourself
Up to the light
For even if sadness falls
Make it you who decides
On which kind
A loving
Or hardened ground.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

The Light Is Slowly Lifting Up

The light is slowly lifting up
The obscurity that hides my soul
Touching, warming a heart
Immeshed in woeful sorrow.

Drying tears sadly falling
Cascading to the ground
While trembling lips remember
Days when sadness was
The sound.

But light does lift up
To a higher atmosphere
Creating beauty, happiness
In this that is our individual
Magic sphere.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

There Lies The Reason That I Cry

There lies the reason that I cry
No, not the one you’d think
But the reason
That makes me cry and cry.

Whenever I smile
Laugh and go ahead
Something in the back
Holds oh so much
Awful, awful dread.

Makes me cry
Makes me shed
Tears not of happiness
But
Those of monster dread.

Seek and find the reason
That I cry
Seek and find the reason
I feel like I want to die
When I think
Of that dreadful reason
That makes me cry and cry.

Bring it to the open
Expose it to the light
No more hidden
In the darkness of tear light.

Change those tears
And cry’s of sadness
To ones crying
In ecstasy and delight
My life will then not be hidden
In the darkness of tear light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

For The Sake Of It All

For the sake of it all
I trust it will make it right
This mighty force
That guides me
Through the night .

It will be alright.

It will take me pass
The frightening plights
That harbor sorrow
On this dark and scary night.

Lift up my eyes
Let the light beam down
Leaving not a trace
Of tears streaming
Down.

It will be alright.

The mighty force
Will help me
Thru the night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011