Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

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The Sky Is Filled

August 29, 2018

Deep Green Sea ~ Photo by Patrice

The sky is filled with optimism
No bird tweets lies
Nor does a bear weep
Wail or cry.

All is filled with beauty
And love
Not one seeks
To be denied.

We live, we love
And one day
We will surely die.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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The Sun Shines Bright

August 28, 2018

River Beauty ~ Photo by Patrice

The sun shines bright
Mists have blended
Into the water beyond
No one sees bees
No bats fly
In the expanse that surrounds

Nor does anyone hear
The cry
They’re gone, they’re gone

I rest, I sleep
Maybe there I’ll see
And
Seek a world that once here
Belonged.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Sit Here In My Splendour

August 27, 2018

Study of hands and paint brushes ~ illustration by Patrice for New Chalice Brushes

I sit here in my splendour
Wondering where do I begin
It isn’t any other
It’s me
And I have to contend
With the matter, the matter
I laughed about
Now it’s everything
Everything I hold within.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Why Not Forgive

August 24, 2018

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Elephants from the Toronto Zoo, now in the PAWS Wildlife Sanctuary in California ~ Photo by Patrice

Why not forgive, let it go
For you know
The pain is only yours
They don’t care or know.

Don’t let them live
In your heart and soul.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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In A World Cold

August 23, 2018

Spider's Web - Photo by Patrice

The sun shines bright
In a world cold
To hearts of trolls
Who mask dire tragedy
In the midst
Of something seen
As beautiful and bold.

No one can know
The reason why
Nor do they care
For hearts are living
To not experience
Sadness and despair.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Learn Many Things

August 22, 2018

Tree Roots at Eugina Falls ~ Photo by Patrice

I learn many things
I see many times
The world as it turns
Intertwines.

My heart knows a reason
To decline
The advances of the destructive
Filled with misery kind.

It comes from within
This loving gift coming from
The divine.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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What I Say

August 20, 2018

Morning Glories ~ Photo by Patrice

The trouble with what I say
It may be true or cause disarray
Careful with my words
Is what I must remember
Each and everyday.

Blessing to know before I say.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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My Heart Wonders

August 10, 2018

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Wild Rose ~ Photo by Patrice

My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Looking Out

August 9, 2018

Hummingbird ~ Photo by Patrice

Looking out upon the vast history
Of life lived
And made better with dignity.

All is well
And will be the best there is
He saids.

As he reaches down
And kisses me
Upon my undeserving head.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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There They Fall

August 8, 2018

Impatients amongst a Banana Palm ~ Photo by Patrice

Hear the raindrops fall
Cascading down on dry ground
There they fall.

Bringing life sweet water falls
Trickling over dusty rocks
Feeding parched grass
There they fall.

No wicked blizzard
Harsh winds none at all
Just quiet falling sweet raindrops
There they fall.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018