Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category

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If I Could Speak And Say To My Younger Self

May 1, 2020

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My Younger Self

If I could speak and say
To my younger self
The things I know today
I wouldn’t listen to myself
Berate and think I’m not worthy
Of love in anyway.

I’d say beauty doesn’t last
It fades away to something beautiful
Just in another way
What’s important now won’t be
In tomorrow’s day, so let it go
Let it fade away.

I’d tell her she’ll grow old
Live and laugh no matter what
Tragedy may come her way
That all she has to do is just love
Love and live each and everyday.

That’s what I would tell my younger self
If I could speak to her in
Yesterday.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Wonder What The Bird Will Sing

April 29, 2020

Art Student ~ Photo by Patrice

I wonder what the bird will sing
What beauty it’s song will bring
To a world desperate
For happy, caring feelings.

Will it create a place so safe
Warm and secure
That no longer feelings
Of anger and hate will permeate.

I wonder what that song will be
What melody, I don’t know
But I’ll listen to every note
That bird sings with such beauty.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Looking Back At Last, At Last

April 1, 2020

Caitlyn at Marten River ~ Photo by Patrice

Looking back
You just gotta laugh
Things you thought tragic
Made life better
Later on
At last, at last.

Giving choices
Crossing bridges
Making decisions
That made you live
Live and love
At last, at last.

Looking back now
You smile
You know
You just gotta laugh
At last, at last.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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In Retrospect

March 30, 2020

Last used March 30/20

In retrospect

I see so clearly
The problems I had
Answers
That evaded me

In retrospect

I could have
Done things
Differently

In retrospect

I know my life
Could have been
Changed drastically

But

In retrospect

Then I would not be
The person I’ve become
I need to be

In retrospect.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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The Sun

March 26, 2020

Spring Shoots ~ Photo by Patrice

The sun breaks
over a brown earth
Left as if dead from winter storms
But then
In the midst of all broke
Deemed dead and dying
Is a small green shoot
Emerging
Bringing life
To a winter weary land.

The warm sun gives life
Nurtures
The rising ones
Spring
Has come
As winter retreats
Only
On a later day
To blast
Blow once again.

The sun then rests
Satisfied
she has done her best
Thou
She too
Will be back
Tomorrow
To nurture, bring life
With a warm, radiating
Spring sun.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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In It’s Grip

March 13, 2020

We’re ‘In It’s Grip’ but not the weather. Stay safe and well

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Ice Storm March 24, 2016 ~ Photo by Patrice

In it’s grip
It’s grip so tight
Hearing ice crack
As limbs fight to stay aloft
In the cruel, bleak night
Sparks shoot into the sky
Wires break, electricity dies.

We wait for help, to understand
A world changed, transformed
Across our little plot of land.
No cell phone works
No lights come on
Except from generators
Throttled up, throttled down.

While chainsaws roar cross the land
We do our best
To clean up, to understand.
~Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Wonder, Wonder Where

March 4, 2020

Hanging Squirrel ~ Photo by Patrice

I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.

Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.

When people thought
That they may fly.

What was said when
The mountains fell.

As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.

I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Anger, Frustration Seems To Be

February 27, 2020

Winter's Road ~ Photo by Patrice

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 step back
Breathing deeply
Maybe, I’ll find answers,
This way.

I won’t be bitter or angry
I’ll find my route, my path
I’ll be on my way.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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I Saw The Earth

February 21, 2020

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Mount St. Helens eruption USGS Photograph taken on May 18, 1980, by Austin Post.

I saw the earth
Come crashing down
Pounding land
I heard the sound.

No one moved
No one gasped a breath
A sound.

When I heard the earth
Come crashing down.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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When You Pretend

February 5, 2020

Mal pups ~ Illustration by Patrice

When you pretend
and nothing happens
are you wrong
or should you extend
the playacting
til
all comes to be
the way you originally
pretended it to be.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020