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The Cover Of Darkness

December 27, 2019

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Costa Rican sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

The cover of darkness
Has been rolled back
Slowly, so slowly light creeps
Into the day
Til the sun shines bright
Giving light, lighting each way
To everyone, everything
Each and everyday.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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You Gave Me Love

December 20, 2019

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Shelby Painting ~ Watercolour Art by Patrice

You gave me love
I gave back to thee
Love
Love unconditionally.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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We Have Met

December 13, 2019

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Loving ~ Photo by Jennifer Clark

We have met, we have seen
Nothing ever will come between.
~ Patrice

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Had A Dream Today

December 6, 2019

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Had a dream today
All my problems they just floated away
No need to agonize
No time to feel remorse
Immersed in happiness my course
Set far from sadness
Can’t remember any heart retching tale
Only gladness on this happy trail.
~ Patrice

Spring Lilacs ~ Photo by Patrice

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In The Heart

November 29, 2019

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St. Lucia Fishing Boats ~ Photo by Patrice

In the heart of my distress
I find an ark of happiness
Ferrys me to a life
In heaven’s image
No heartache, nor strife
In my dreams I seek, I see
This hallowed place I saw
I seek.
~ Patrice

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Maybe Together

November 22, 2019

In these times of strife, anger, hatred and racism, maybe, maybe this is the answer.

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EiffelTower ~ Photo by Bruce Adams/Daily Mail – Bruce Adams/Daily Mail

Maybe together
We can master the stage
We’ve been put upon.

Maybe Together
We can find true love
And lasting memories
To call upon.

Maybe Together
We’ll reach out and find
The place, the kind that’ll propel us
To the next human sweetness
Human kind.

Together forever
Maybe together
We’ll find.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Kindness Borrows

November 15, 2019

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Kindness borrows heaven’s sorrows

Stores them in a safe, grace filled place

Now gone from ladened brow

A smile crosses that once saddened face

Lifting up in hopeful praise

No more to see, feel or fear

Just held with kindness

In heaven’s grace.
~ Patrice

Sleeping Cougar ~ Photo by Patrice

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The Ultimate Sacrifice

November 11, 2019

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The ultimate sacrifice,
The ultimate gift.

I thank you
for my freedom,
for my right to live
and choose.

If not for unselfish giving
and bravery beyond
we’d not be here today
and have that right to choose.

I bow my head
and thank you
for your service far beyond
and  show my gratitude
for all those
that have gone.
~ Patrice  

Last used May 2/18

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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I Am The One

November 1, 2019

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I am the one
Who saves my life
The one who guides me
Thru the strife.

I am the one
No need to guess
Still I know, I need not think
I’m alone
And hopelessly guideless.

I am the one
But at my side, in front of me
Has my back, my destiny
A soul so strong, so kind to me
Shows me right and that that’s wrong.

I am the one
Who chooses my each and every way
Thou I know that kind soul
Guides me all through the day.
~ Patrice

Brave Lucy ~ Watercolour by Patrice
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When The Sorcerer Comes To Town

October 25, 2019

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Last used Aug. 20/19

When the sorcerer comes to town

The earth will stop and rotate back around
No friendly comment can expose
A sneaky agenda found beneath the folds
Then and only then will laughter stop a train
Heartache be nothing and nothing to blame

When the sorcerer comes to town

Will you be here or over there?
Will I stand tall or fade to fair?
Will trees bend dropping leaves
Upon the ground
Or reach up scratching heaven’s sky?
Don’t know but I will tell you why

When the sorcerer comes to town.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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