by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 22, 2020 | Poetry
No one speaks No one says The words that will condemn The dead To a life lived in after death Of misery. anger No justice. Instead hands hold out Gentle love Make the world a happy place Make the universe A living, breathing Wondrous space. Where hearts are held Close...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 11, 2020 | Poetry
Heartache felt Across the world, the land Will everything be right Again? No remorse, only sorrow fills The body of the man Lost to the family he once loved In his home, his homeland. No more laughter fills the air Only fracture, anger, loneliness Despair Misery...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 27, 2020 | My Musings, Poetry
Anger, frustration seems to be My method of operation Thinking thoughts bitter And angry today. Can’t seem to find the way Or the answer to my questions I need I need them today. All is a quandary Just unseen and blind For me to see On this day. Maybe I should...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 15, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
My Fortune I suppose Is in my hands The coming and going Of goodness, happiness Is in my command. No soaked coat Laden with anger Can cover me Or make my way A forsaken land. I will, I can See my fortune ahead Waiting Waiting to take my hand. ~ Patrice © Patrice...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 12, 2019 | Poetry
The full and caring heart Waits to hear The sound of love Raining down. No drip, drop of seething hate No frustration, anger Making lonely roads Seem so long. Just love and caring Gentle kindness freely given No strings attached No ‘What if’s’ None...