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Things Happen

December 9, 2022

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Summer Torrent of Rain ~ Photo by Patrice

Things happen
I don’t know why
Placing me in places
Sometimes sad
Sometimes I even cry.

Then the heavens open up
Raining down
Blessings warm and bountiful
Covering everything
Everything all around.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Once Again

November 10, 2022
Once Again ~ illustration by Patrice for New Chalice Brushes

Once again I write
What I see
What I’m to hear as the words
Begin to be.

Sometimes so great
Sometimes just grim
But all those words need
Need to be written.

Spoken in text
To those that need them
Those to who
They were meant to be given. 
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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You’re Not The One

November 8, 2022
You're Not The One ~ Photo by Patrice

I know you’re not the one 
I’m supposed to be. 

I’m the one I need to be 
in my heart, my head. 

All things I do 
that’s who I’m suppose to be. 

You’re but someone 
who accompanies me. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Some Days

November 4, 2022

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Wood Violets ~ Photo by Patrice

Some days are sad
In remembering the past
The heartache and anguish
Seems to last and last.

You know years have passed
You know all have moved on
Yet still some days are hard
The sadness seems to go
On and on.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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The Hearts

October 28, 2022

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The hearts of men and every woman
Beat, pound a melodic rhythm
Breath taken in, breathing out
Lungs expand and eyes look about
Fingers touch a soft, gentle ground
As feet run full speed all around.

All this done with not a thought
Of how to do it or where it starts
For life begins and only stops
When the end has come
And the heart, it stops.
~ Patrice

Purple Wildflower - Photo by Patrice

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I Am A Survivor

October 20, 2022

I Am A Survivor ~ Photo by Patrice

I am a survivor 

I survived hatred, anger  
things
that made me a victim

I am a survivor

I came through
growing into someone
who understands how it happened

I am a survivor

Only hurt, remorse for those
who inflicted that hatred
that anger

I am a survivor

Have moved forward
built a life full of love, generosity
no hatred, some anger

I am

I am a survivor. 
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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I Can

October 11, 2022
I Can ~ Photo by Patrice

I can see
but
can I understand? 

The way the world turns
upside down
then
back up again?

Can I stand, stand straight
as it spins
never moving
from where I stand?

I can
oh yes, yes I can. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Can I Be Vain

September 28, 2022
Can I Be Vain ~ Photo by Patrice

Can
I be vain? 

Laugh
and
show distain
for that
which I don’t appreciate? 

Would I be judged
and
found to be a shallow
miserable entity? 

Can
I afford to be? 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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My Heart

September 16, 2022

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Diva and Lise Painting ~ Watercolour by Patrice

My heart rules, my heart says
Be the best and then leave the rest
Don’t look for bad nor tolerate those
That bring it.

My heart hears all kinds of things
Water crashing on distant shores
A baby bird looking for some more
The calling of a lonesome wolf.

My heart feels the touch of necessity
A coffee warm, so tasty
The gentle caress from one
So loved.

My heart does all these things
While beating life and breathe
Into everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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