© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Some dreams are achieved.
Some dreams never see fruition.
Some dreams are dashed.
Some dreams become beautiful only in their demise.
~ Patrice
Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category
Some Dreams
May 22, 2015
Little Tom Thumb
May 21, 2015Little Tom Thumb
Has passed away
This I learnt just yesterday.
His brave bold heart ceased to beat
He dropped to the ground
Quietly.
Magnificence reigned from the start
He was the leader
He had the heart.
Raced pass the others
Mane flying, hooves a blur
Into history a giant you see had occurred.
~ Patrice
Rest in peace giant little man
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Stingrays Flying
May 13, 2015
Stingrays flying
In a most beautiful place
In awe, inspired by their beauty, their grace.
Leaping from the sea
Are they jumping in fear
Running from danger beneath the waves?
Not known for sure
For they may be just washing mites
From their smooth, dark face.
Stingrays flying
Leaping
With a particular ballet grace.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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I Journey To My Home
May 11, 2015
I journey to my home
The place where I was born.
Memories past, life I did before
Some heartache, some laughing then and now.
I journey to the place
I was born, I journey home.
~ Patrice
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Sweet Water Greets
April 29, 2015
Sweet water greets those flying from the south
A long time since said goodbye
Now spring beckons them to our house
Heavy, sweet ruffled feathers
Shook out to contain some heat
Refilled from drinking that that’s sweet.
Tiny and big spring flowers bloom
Holding up their coloured petals
To the sun and to the moon
Sweet nectar deep inside
Lavish feast for who knows where it resides
Hovering there in spring.
Welcome back my little summer friends
Who harrow spring and winter’s end
Let summer too be about to begin
Trust your journey was a easy ride
On currents blowing up
On south’s humid tide.
We’ll share the warm summer’s breeze
You’ll drink sweet water
Til leaves begin to fall
Then on currents you’ll fly away
Drinking sweet water on your way
Back to a warm, south southern day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Today Is The Day
April 24, 2015Today is the day.
Today is the combination
Of all your past days.
Making today better than yesterday
Because you know more
Than you did yesterday.
And not as much
As you’ll know tomorrow.
So, today is the day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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Definitely Not The One
April 22, 2015
Definitely not the one
I thought I’d write
Maybe then the one
I need to write.
Blessed be the time
That I see I’ve done no crime
Only good
For the sake of mankind.
That’s what I’ll write
Fill my pages full of beauty
Or maybe just delight
Yes this I need, I need to write.
~ Patrice
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Moving Forward, Moving Ahead
April 20, 2015
Moving forward, moving ahead
Pass the corner, holding back anticipation
As you round the bend, passing the ever present dread
Nothing stands still, nothing remains the same
Touch the hearthstone, let nothing be in vain.
You are cheerful, happy to be here
Stepping lightly, never expressing fear
You’ll arrive in the future with this or another name
Moving forward, moving forward
Forward is the constant in this game.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Feeling Life From Before
April 16, 2015
Feeling life from before
Standing here beside me
Saying things
Reliving times gone before.
Joyous reunion
Sad thoughts passing
Hugging life and lives
That lived before.
I know I am one
Who does not stand alone
Beside, in front and behind
Are those whose lives
Have lived before.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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