Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category
September 11, 2019
A solitary fire fighter stands amidst the rubble and smoke in New York City. Days after a Sep. 11 terrorist attack, fires still burn at the site of the World Trade Center. U.S. Navy Photo by Photographer’s Mate 2nd Class Jim Watson. (RELEASED)
9/11 will be seen As a time of horror Heartache And oh, such bravery When 9/11 angels were sent to heaven Too much hate No saving.
Buildings will dissipate But lives lost or ruined Will be remembered Then, now and for decades The reason lost on most, everyone Not known why Most of all by those who died Really, not understood by anyone.
Life should not be deemed cheap All life is sacred, revered That is my belief Say a prayer, pray for those Who lost their lives And those Who were the reason.
For if we all can see We must live together Work together, love together In peace and tranquillity Then it will be ours forever It will forever Be. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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August 23, 2019
Patrice’s Art & Poetry Blog
When things calm down and all is quiet
The heart stirs with memories, feelings disquiet.
Hard to conceive what has happened
Hard to believe it is now reality.
Chest heaves, tears fall crying
In a crushing rain no one can believe.
Neither can anyone console
Or take this burdened load from you or me.
Yes, when all things are calm and the world seems quiet
The head, the heart are left feeling painfully disquiet.~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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August 19, 2019
I know you haven’t seen
The world I see
Know you most likely
Don’t really care.
But to me, it’s everything
It’s my world, my life
My very being
I live it everyday
I wake up wondering
What the universe
Will bring me today.
Will I laugh, will I cry
Or just be silent as I watch
This world come
Take me on a journey
You’ll never see
It’s mine
It belongs only, to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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August 12, 2019
I don’t want
To talk about bad things to come
Not about people
Who have succumb to treacherous lives
No weeping
Wailing can disguise.
No, I want
To talk about how my heart soars
My voice roars the beauty of things
And the gentle kindness
A good heart brings.
These,
These are the things
I want to hold
These are the things
I want to be told.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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August 9, 2019
Patrice’s Art & Poetry Blog
My brother has passed away
Leaving a hole
A void so deep that stays.
No laugh, no hearing his chuckle
No ‘Huh?’ accompanying
His incredulous, questioning smile.
No feeding the brown or the black cat
All memories now
No more, no more of that.
Now my brother, sleep quiet, sleep sweet
Rest now my brother for evermore
In heavenly peace.~ Pat
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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July 3, 2019
Amazing
How the earth does turn
How it all seems so serene and firm
Amazing
That we don’t fall off
How we can fly high, high in the sky
Amazing
That the oceans deep give us food
Give us nourishing water sweet
Amazing.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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July 2, 2019
I hear the howl
Of a lonesome wind
Winding thru the trees
Branches, limbs.
Leaving all to chance
She sweeps across the land
Blowing with her
Good fortune, losses
But nothing that holds on
That can withstand.
Her mind is elsewhere
A place she came from
Wandering
Whistling she searches
For that time long ago
When she was so young.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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June 25, 2019
A wall of many trees stand
Stand in front of me
There may be a way
Around
Squeezing thru, in-between.
Many trees stand
Protecting me
From what dwells beyond
Unforeseen.
Canopy overtop, shading
Letting only a few rays
Of burning sun thru
To drop.
Taking the impact
Of a lightning strike
Hear the thunder crash
As a mighty tree falls
Out of sight.
Little ones will take its place
Loved
Nurtured by large ones
Standing, guarding, protecting
In this place.
As full circle round
Does nature go
Where many trees stand
Like a wall
All in a row.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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June 20, 2019
Sadness is a part of me
Loss of one so very dear
To me
Gone a long time ago
But no one told me
I didn’t know.
Her heart was pure
Her soul glowed bright
I can see her smile
Her gentle nature
Such a delight.
In the years
That have passed
We talked little
Distance, time
Seemed to be an
Impasse.
But you were there
I was here
Sharing a love so full
For horses, boxers
And a mate who
Completed, giving all.
Now must accept
Gone to be in heaven
Where with all who
Have gone before
Happily sharing laughter
Memories by the score.
~ Patrice
Rest in peace my Friend Carol – Oct. 6/18
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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June 14, 2019
Patrice’s Art & Poetry Blog
Each morning now I greet a face
A stranger, I don’t remember
Back in time or space
An older woman surprises me in the mirror
Each morning, when
I wash her face.
When did she get here?
When did she arrive?
When did she replace that young girl?
Who greeted me in the mirror
As I
Washed her face.
Glad she’s here
Glad she survived and got thru
All the world put on her plate
When I think about it
I’m glad she took that young girl’s place
The one who used to
Wash my face.~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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