Slowly hearing
My heart beat soft
Taking in the beauty
Beneath, within
And
Aloft.
No words spoken
No words need said
For all is explained
In a beat so soft
Inside
Instead.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Slowly hearing
My heart beat soft
Taking in the beauty
Beneath, within
And
Aloft.
No words spoken
No words need said
For all is explained
In a beat so soft
Inside
Instead.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019



I’ve written 2-3 writings, poems for this day.
This day I’ve been dreading since last December.
Ceile, our beloved Rottweiler has been very sick
and we knew this day would come.
She would have ‘Good Days’ eat, chase, her ‘Green Ball’ wag, her tail and cuddle on the sofa. Then there would be ‘Bad Days’ She wouldn’t eat, diarrhoea, puke after drinking too much water from the prednisone she was taking.
We knew, knew our time was limited and short.
Too many ‘Bad Days’ and it’s all over.
Yesterday, we accepted that there was no time left.
None of the writings I wrote for this sad day, say how I feel as much as
this that I wrote many years ago to a friend who had just lost her beloved mastiff.
Please read, think of those who you have lost, hug those still with you
and send your best
to our Ceile for the journey she’s about to begin.
Peace and Love
The bond of Love
We share
Can never be broken
And
The memory
Of
One so loved
And
Loving
Will never be
Forgotten
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2023

Snow falls silently down
Snowploughs roar
Spreading sand, salt
Across roads far around.
Oblivious birds sit in trees
Hunkered down
A fox yips, a crow cries
All says
A winter’s day is on the rise.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019




I do remember
Your loving grace
The innocent smile upon your face
Your strong embrace.
I do remember
Shelter in a troubled world
Your ability of slowing down
A hectic pace.
I do remember
A simple kind gesture
Sweetness on your face
A peaceful existence.
All this I do
I do remember.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019