Courting Life, Fleeing Death

Courting life, fleeing death
Time passes
Taking no regard for
The rest.

Holding close, pushing aside
All things
I love, despise.

In tomorrow
The world may change
Leaving everything
Just the same.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Been Sick

Been sick, hear me retch
Vacant vacuum been sick.

Time passes, sickness flows
Nausea sickens, this night is very old.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Time Passes By and Bye

 

 

 

 

 

Time passes
By and bye
Time is ticking
Where’er you go.

No hesitating
No back track
Time passes
We are sure of that.

See the seconds
Minutes pass
As we lay here
Keeping track.

Time has come
From the past
Ticking by
Ticking fast.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson
– 2013

Time Passes, Lights Grow Dim

Time passes, lights grow dim
Year ends another begins.

No sadness felt only anticipation
Of newness to begin.

See Down the road, see what lies ahead
Trust your soul, trust your head
To lead you where you haven’t tread
There to be a free and happy being.

Time passes, lights grow dim
Year ends, another begins.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011