Live Til You Die

Don’t live your life 
in a way 
you know how you’ll die. 

Live a life worth living 
til that time, that time
you really do die. 

Let joy, happiness prevail
all trials, heartache pale with moments
when
your heart bursts in joyous cries
your eyes run tears of gratitude
your ears hear angels trumpet
stories.

Stories of your magnificent life.
the life, that life
you’re going to live. 

Till you die. 
~ Patrice  

 

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

My Heart Aches

My heart aches
my soul cries 
for a time
of clear innocence 
a time that time
has taken 
to the past 

No more to feel 
to bask
in rays of light
hearted laughs 

Sadness overwhelms 
hurt
seems to last 
til no more tears left 
to sob
crying for the now
distance past. 
~ Patrice  

Patrice Clarkson – 2022

Powerful Feelings

Powerful feelings
potent times 
Master the transition from ordinary 
To the perfect time. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

No One Knows

No one knows nor do they care
mainly
mainly just because
they weren’t there.

Cause it all to be forgotten
Left behind
pages wrote, time sodden
with the tears of those
left behind and forgotten.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2019

There Was A Time When We Were Old

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There was a time when we were old
We’d laugh and cry as life did unfold
No remorse for things gone by
Only clamour for a sweet
Haunting lullaby.

Ancient wrinkles on a child’s face
Laughing, crying filled with grace
No honour lost, no rushing pace
No deadline met, only loving grace
Masking love on a loving face.

In a time gone by we may have met
Laughed and cried, no heartache wept
What a wondrous thing
When we were young and therefore old
In a time when we spun together
Treasures made of gold.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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Moving Pass, Walking Thru

Moving pass
Walking thru
This day
I’ve been given.

A chance to live
A chance to rise
To the heights
I need to be livin’.

A day, a time
Has been given
To me, to me
And I’m livin’.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Merry May The Day Be

 

 

 

 

 

 

Merry may the day be
Intertwined with dignity
Cherish every moment
Passing by joyously
With the ticking tock
Of a wall clock
Sorry, sad doesn’t fit inside
This time I merrily pass
Here in the moments
I will relish in a ever
Ever lasting merry day.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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

There Was A Time When We Were Old

 

 

There was a time when we were old
We’d laugh and cry as life did unfold
No remorse for things gone by
Only clamour for a sweet
Haunting lullaby.

Ancient wrinkles on a child’s face
Laughing, crying filled with grace
No honour lost, no rushing pace
No deadline met, only loving grace
Masking love on a loving face.

In a time gone by we may have met
Laughed and cried, no heartache wept
What a wondrous thing
When we were young and therefore old
In a time when we spun together
Treasures made of gold.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Similar To All, Unique In Itself

Similar to all, unique in itself
Glory and strife part of the time
Needed to rhyme.

Glorious, glorious rhyme
Similar but not the usual
No, unique this glorious rhyme
Travelling
Travelling gently thru time.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012