I’m Not The Girl

I’m not the girl I use to be Time has passed All that now is history. Gladness, sadness Whatever used to be Carries me thru On to my destiny. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2014

In The Depths Of Winter

   In the depths of winter You flower. You bring beauty and grace To a place filled With cold ice, grey white No flowers. Let me be that bloom Showing love in A cold place Each day forever Like that beautiful flower. ~ Patrice   © Patrice Clarkson...

Looking, Looking

Looking, looking For the right Wherever it may be I’m looking, looking Left and right. No one can tell Just where to go How to find but you know I’m looking, looking If need be all night. My sight may not be What it was or should be But I’ll keep...

My Friend John

My friend John His life on earth is no more. But I remember like just yesterday All the things he did for me Not looking for any repay. Along with his wife Carol Gave me strength When I felt so hollow. When I couldn’t stand They held me up. When I couldn’t...

The Gate Is Open

The gate is open I follow thru Not alone but with All that come To be with you. The choice is mine And I follow Follow the others thru Following you. Our salvation we will find Passing thru The open gate following Following you. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

Poetry

Poetry Taken from the pages Of anarchy Full in the hearts of subtlety Showing no malice is Poetry. Poetry Why have you come To be my destiny? Nothing matters but The throes of the heart in Poetry. Poetry Anger, passion, full Of the vacant sound coming From that...