by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 25, 2019 | Poetry
Holy has it Blessed to be In the company of the exalted Those that run the universe The rain, the wind And me. No one says They are lonely Nor do they see reason To be unhappy Or heaven forbid Angry. You will be one Of these persons You will be filled with ecstasy For...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 24, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
I don’t know what’s to be Not my responsibility I do know I can’t be afraid Of the future nor remorseful Of my past destiny. My duty to me Is to combine what I don’t know With what I do know Living in the midst of that Which is now a blessed...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 12, 2018 | Look Back Friday, Poetry
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 3, 2015 | Poetry
The heart is cold Has done its job Time to rest, time to be Blessed forever in eternity. The heart is old And has ceased to be In this world now Surrounded by exquisite beauty. The heart is pure Has done its job Is now with the hallowed one The eternal God. ~ Patrice...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 25, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Yeah, yeah Is what I say To everything today. Sordid, angry, no patience, no way Yeah, yeah I’ll be better tomorrow Or maybe the next day. See no joy, no harm in any way Just down It’s a yeah, yeah kind of day. Blessed I guess, cause I can have A Yeah,...