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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  

Flying Stingray ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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I Journey To My Home

May 11, 2015

Teddy at the farm ~ Photo by Patrice

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

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Sweet Water Greets

April 29, 2015

Hummingbird and Feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

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

Pink Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Today Is The Day

April 24, 2015

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Today 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  

Longhaired Kitty ~ Painting by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

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Definitely Not The One

April 22, 2015

Starting Points in Math ~ Illustration by Patrice for the publisher, Ginn & Company

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

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Moving Forward, Moving Ahead

April 20, 2015

Thru My Window ~ Photo by Patrice

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

My Shadow ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

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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Been Sick

April 9, 2015

Been sick, hear me retch
Vacant vacuum been sick.

Time passes, sickness flows
Nausea sickens, this night is very old.
~ Patrice

Spring Spirea ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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April Fools’

April 1, 2015

Kitten in Thermos ~ Photo by Patrice

April Fools’ ~ Hah! Hah!
You tricked me
You made me think it was true
I believed you
April Fools’

Was I so innocent?
Was I so full of you?
April Fools’
April Fools’

You believed you were my world
And thought I loved you too
April Fools’
April Fools’ too.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Yeah, Yeah

March 25, 2015

Yeah, yeah
Is what I say
To everything today.

Sordid, angry, no patience, no way
Yeah, yeah I’ll be better tomorrow
Or maybe the next day.

See no joy, no harm in any way
Just down
It’s a yeah, yeah kind of day.

Blessed I guess, cause I can have
A Yeah, yeah day and no trouble
Consequences come my way.

Must find goodness, find a way
To see happiness
In a yeah, yeah type of day.
~ Patrice

Tiger ~ Illustration by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson -2015