Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

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Drifting Slowly Down

April 8, 2014

Spring Crocus ~ Photo by PatriceDrifting slowly down
The last of winter softly hits the ground
Melted in an instant, turning to a rain
Flowing quickly, pouring down the drain
Now just melancholy remembrances
Of a winter almost gone.

Spring emerges, quickly coming on
Banks of snow melting, feeding
Turning to green grasses that grow
In the warm summer sun that gives strength
To all the little baby ones.

Then the cycle turns again, falling onto fall
That is when we come face to face
With the coming cold winter snow
As we see the seasons change
In a ever changing show.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Sky Is Bright

April 7, 2014

Clouds in Sky ~ photo by Patrice

Sky is bright
Clouds float by
Problems few in the bye and bye.

Deep breath bring in
Filled with joy I grin
Nothing can make me cry.

Nothing bad can be
As I relax and see
Bright clouds floating high above me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Give Me Room To Grow

April 5, 2014

Rottie Pups ~ Painting by Patrice

Give me room to grow
Become the one I want to know
Give me room
Give me room to grow.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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This Morning I’m Struggling

April 4, 2014

This morning I’m struggling
Unsure, crushing blur
Can’t see around the bend
Can’t see free or happy.

Looking, trying to see
Be the good in this my journey
But this morning
It evades me.

Only feel failure, sadness
Struggling, struggling
Just don’t know
What or where I should go.

A lot have it worst I know
Makes me feel guilty
For I know I’m blessed
Have so much, so many opportunities
Yet this morning I struggle
I’m struggling.
~ Patrice  

Robins in Spring ~ Photo by Patrice

 © Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Searching, Reaching

April 3, 2014

Reaching ~ Photo by Patrice

Searching, reaching
For something of the best.

Finding, finding
Maybe then I can rest.

Tired, tired of searching
Reaching for the best.

Even so I will continue
Cause if I stop, I’m sure
They’ll lay me to rest.
~ Patrice 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Brave And Courageous

April 2, 2014

Family

Brave and Courageous
They stood on a hill
All together
They stepped forth with one will.

One assembled cars
While two tended farms
And another nursed the ill.

Honest and caring ruckus until
Obligation carried them on paths diverse
I remember still.

Their lives unsurpassed
In honesty, loving and caring
Working shoulder to shoulder
With family, friends and foe.

They may have passed
A long, long time ago
But I feel them still standing
Beside me here
On that same hill.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Maybe You’re Right

April 1, 2014

 

You're Right ~ Photo by Patrice

Maybe you’re right.

But tonight you need to feel
What is right.

All night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Must Be Close To Spring

March 31, 2014

Winter Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

Must be close to spring
For squirrels are making out
On the deck railing.

Must be close to spring
For deer are eating
Sprigs of exposed grass
Instead of bark and things.

Must be close to spring
For redwing blackbirds sing
A lovely song of spring.

Must be close I’m hoping
To that wondrous season
Spring.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Deep In Your Soul

March 28, 2014
Hollyhock in Spring ~ photo by Patrice

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Deep in your soul
Deep in your heart
A thought stirs
Reaching up.

Change the world
Change what you receive
Change what you’ve got.

No heart weeps alone
No mind holds just one thought
Seek the friend that you had
Be alright with the differences
You’ve got.

Miracles don’t just happen
Or are tragedies sought
Do the best you can
Cause your heart and soul
Are all you’ve got.
~ Patrice  

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Today Is A Sad Day For Me

March 27, 2014

 

Today is a sad day for me
Today was the day I knew in my heart
My mom was dying.

Nothing, nothing I could do
Or say would stop it
This I knew in my heart
But not my head.

Anguish, fear, frightened
Looking for the answer
That would save her
Keep her here with me
Sadly, not to be.

Not once did I think
That maybe she had had enough
And wished to go
Oh no.

When I look back on this day
I see it was all about me
My feelings, my hurt
My need to have her here with me.

I said Goodbye that day
While deep inside, my heart knew
My head refused
Believing we’d have more, more happy days.

That inner voice, my heart
It knew
It knows the future and has lived the past.

She passed
She passed the next day
My mom, she passed away.
~ Patrice  

My Mom ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014