Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

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When I Think Of You

June 16, 2016

My Ursa and me ~ Photo by us

When I think of you
I think of me too
I think of joy, happiness
And all things filled
With memories
We made happen we too.

When I think of you
I think of me
Me too.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Vacant Thought

June 15, 2016

Vacant thought
Vacant lot in life
Not necessarily made totally right
By coming of night
Nor glorious morning light.

Sometimes best
To let the mind be at peace
To rest, vacant of any racing kind
Only tranquility residing
In a quiet mind,

Vacant
Of all troubling thoughts
No racing
Racing thru a night, a day, a life
A mind.
~ Patrice

Aruba beach chairs ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Was A Dark And Awful Night

June 14, 2016

Night Sky ~ Photo by Patrice

Was a dark and awful night
When the world took my saviour away
Leaving sadness, regrets
No laughing, only crying crys
And harsh words spoke in harsh terms
Stomping thoughts crushed my saviour
Crushed my saviour’s life that night
A dark and awful, awful night.
~ Patrice

My deepest sympathies to the families and friends of those massacred in Orlando. My thoughts and prayers are with you.  ❤ ❤

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Will You Write Me A Poem

June 9, 2016

Will you write me a poem

Will you call my name

Will you pen my life in a sweet refrain

Will you feel my pain

Will you write a few short lines

Will you mark joy and glorious laughter

Will you tell of when it rained

Will you write me a poem

Will you call my name?
~ Patrice 

Patrice Collection ~ Art by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Remember When

June 8, 2016

Safe and Strong ~ Illustration by Patrice for Ginn and Company's math book, 'Starting Points in Mathematics'

Remember when
Life was soft
And
Then the world burst
Spewing anger.

That is when
I fell from my heart
Landing in a den of angry giants
Eating,
Crunching hapless wrens
Cried in anger, feared for death.

 That is when
I saw the world
Issue out some justice
My tears were dried, my heart soothed
And
I remembered when.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Gracie, Grace

June 7, 2016

Grace Kelly ~ Loved by Joanne

Gracie, Grace a little Boston over there
Just a game away, a toy pulled in to play
A smile across her face
No disgrace if she stole a whole blessed cake
Gracie, Grace.

Love was in every part
Of her body, her head, her heart
But those dancing feet now cease to be
Nor no more little snore next to me
Gracie, Grace.

Gracie waits quietly
For the time once again
When we’ll be together, whole forever
In Heaven’s Place
Gracie, Grace waits.
~ Patrice

Grace Kelly ~ Loved by Joanne

My deepest sympathy Joanne, for your loss of a wonderful little girl named,
Grace Kelly.

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Muhammad Ali

June 6, 2016

Muhammad Ali died yesterday
Such a glorious life gone
Gone yesterday.

We never met yet I know
He did so much to make my world
His world a better place to stay
Muhammad Ali died
He died yesterday.

May you soar like that butterfly
May you sting, sting just like a bee
For in my heart I see, your soul, your heart
Now rise, soar oh so gracefully
Muhammad Ali.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016.

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Life Begins Fresh And New

June 3, 2016

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Life begins fresh and new
Life ends sometimes
Without love renewed.

No one knows
Why or how
Life makes my life
The way it is.

Life begins and ends
And in between
My life is lived.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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The Thoughts You Think

June 2, 2016

Hogg Falls - on the brink ~ Photo by Patrice

Hallowed are the thoughts you think
Keeping you from falling
Falling deep
Within the brink.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Another Month Starts

June 1, 2016

Farm view ~ Photo by Patrice

Another month starts today
Another path lies
Focused in some way
On the dream manifesting itself
In all waking, living things.

Gently, quietly step upon the step
That brings all you want, all you need
To the self that sings
Nature’s beauty
Daring, just to dream.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016