Why It Happened And Where

Why it happened and where
Is not, I suppose
My affair.

Doesn’t stop the questions
Doesn’t make my heart open
Willing to share.

Not my affair
Not mine, not mine
I should not care.

But I do
And I wonder what happened
Even if it’s not
My affair.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

My Heart Wonders

My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Feeling The Aftermath

Feeling the aftermath of a wonderful day
Pleasant people hearing words
That blend here and yesterday
Food made up, eaten just to pass the time
As thoughts of love and wonder fill the air
Bringing friends and strangers here together
In a amazing, wondrous day.
~ Patrice 

Listen to us singing Happy Birthday to Ursa.

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

I Wonder What Would Happen

 

I wonder what would happen
If my heart was not whole
But fractured in many pieces
Full of anguish holes.

Would I cry?
I wonder would I die?
Would I be no more?
Can’t help but wonder
Some more.

Or would I mend that heartache
Filling the anguish with love instead
That’s what I would do
I don’t need to wonder or dread.

Now I do wonder
What would become of you?
Would you believe
And come down this happy road
Accompanying me?
~ Patrice 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Wonder What Did Happen

Wonder what did happen
Wonder how it got to this
You can ponder many things
But the answers may not answer
Or necessarily exist.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Well, I Wonder

Well, I wonder what would happen
If in the course of the day
All my troubles went away?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Many The Border Cross

Many the border cross
Up to the promised land
Where joy
Wonder are lost.

No one is forsaken
Only lost in a world
Of no glory, sadness
Broken hearts.

Turn around
Turn back
The world you live in
Is not the one lost.

Only your way
That’s the thing
Lost.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Crisis Crunch

Crisis crunch
Not a blessed thing I can do
Master anger here in charge
Not letting anyone disregard
All this mess spread about.

Anger, frustration
Does abound
Method used is not the one
Must change my options
Find someone who knows
Quiet, elegant all
Those wonder times.

Spend it there
Make it like a nursery rhyme
Full of happiness all the time
All the time
Make it a blessed nursery rhyme.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Power Onload Going By

Power onload going by
Flying high
High in the magic surreal blue sky.

Don’t wonder why
Just wonder what has pass by.

While you were fiddling
With that decadent
Mouldy land-locked piece of shit pie.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

This Is A Beginning

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is a beginning
And a end
This is when we wonder
Where oh where
Have we been?

Seeing thru
The mist of opportunity
Both those exciting
And ones we may
Have missed.

This is a beginning
Don’t miss the opportunity
Make sure you enjoy it
All the way to
A happy the end.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013