Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

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Sometimes I Let It Go

March 23, 2018

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Marten River ~ photo by Patrice

Sometimes I let it go
Sometimes I don’t give it a second thought.

Sometimes I wonder what happened?
What changed your mind and erased your loving heart?

Once I was all you knew
No one else you gave a second thought.

Now indifference clouds the view
Sarcasm is the voice heard a lot
No more gentle caress, no more loving thoughts.

Didn’t happen over night
It seeped in thru empty, shallow thoughts
Taking a awful tole on our gentle, loving hearts.

Sometime turn around look back down your path
See me standing all alone, looking back.

Loving as much as I did then
In the gentle, loving days
Before the empty, shallow thoughts.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Clouds Part, Sun Rises

March 21, 2018

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

Clouds part, sun rises
Filling all hearts
With peace
Warmth and gratitude.

Joy comes to mind
As day winds down
Folding into night
Star studded.

Holding tight
Precious souls
In their solitary walk
Through life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Wonder What

March 20, 2018

Mr. T ~ Photo by Patrice

I wonder what
I will say
What I’ll see
In the morning
Unfolding
Just before me.

No breath is taken
Carelessly
Holding on
Moving forward
Knowing I have
Heaven and earth
Backing me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Feel

March 19, 2018

At the beach ~ Photo by Patrice

I feel
My hunger thirst
For a heart
That knows no bounds
See a stranger and know
That I am that one
And
May the world
In all it’s whole
Be a wondrous
Place to live.

I feel
I feel I need this.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Eventually

March 16, 2018

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Butterfly ~ Photo by Patrice

Eventually
All will come to an end
Eventually
All the steel girders will bend
Eventually
Every season will thrive and die
Eventually
The answers you sought will make you cry
Eventually
The happiness foretold you won’t deny
Eventually
All will be all you have
Eventually.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I’m Not Sure

March 15, 2018

I’m not sure what I’ll write
Something about yesterday
Maybe something
That will occur tonight.

No rules in place
No sayings to follow
Just hear that soft voice speak
And my writing, my words
They follow.
~ Patrice

Pen Drawing ~ illustration by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Let Me Hear

March 14, 2018

Costa Rican Stream ~ Photo by Brent

Let me hear
My silent soul speak.

 Let me hear
Her words of wisdom

That I alone can teach.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Have I

March 13, 2018

3 Bearded Ladies ~ Illustration by PatriceHave I
Heard the meaning
Of the words you say?

Have I
Taken them and made
A good and happy day?

Have I
Held the arms that scold
Finding goodness in every way?

Have I
Ignored harshness that hides
True feelings in their own way?

I have
I have today.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Oh Teddy Bear Green

March 9, 2018

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Teddy Bear Green ~ Photo by Patrice

Oh Teddy Bear Green what have you seen?
The ups and downs, the lows, the highs.

Oh Teddy Bear Green what has become
Of the love we knew when we were young?

Oh Teddy Bear Green I held you close
You held my heart.

Oh Teddy Bear Green my secrets told
To your listening ways
Not a peep was said no trust betrayed.

Oh Teddy Bear Green
When I fell you cushioned me
When I feared you stood between.

Oh Teddy Bear Green you comforted me
When no one else seemed to care
You helped me, you’ve always been there.

Oh Teddy Bear Green have I become
The one you saw and guided me to be?

Oh Teddy Bear Green what secrets are kept
Beneath that loving Teddy Bear?

Oh Teddy Bear Green
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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The Good Women

March 8, 2018

Celebrate the Women in your Life

The good women in my life
The ones who made me see and live this life
Ones that sacrificed
Made the way, laughed
Cried, died.

I salute you
Glad to have known and learnt from you
The women
The good women who made me
The woman I came to be in this my life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018