“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

The Color Of Lilacs

I had imagined it a dream
Or was it all playing out in time
The colors I saw so brilliant
Each so vivid within my mind

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This I Know

It was void, void of anything except my mind
My mind and my own memories
For my body didn’t exist
Or had it ever

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Simply You

It’s not that I couldn’t
I just wouldn’t
When I said that I tried
It was clearly a lie

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Voices

A dream- it couldn’t have been
For everything felt so real
And if my eyes were shut
Would not the anxiety be less

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Ariel

This winters eve, almost two years ago
An unfathomable lady, is a story now told
It was fast and hard, that I did fell
A miracle of nature, her name, Ariel

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