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Focus

July 29, 2016

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Focus
Focus on my mind.

What has it to offer?
What has it to demand?
Let it work along side
My heart
To fulfill all I can.

Focus
Focus and be
The person
Whose made a difference
Whose took a stand.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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Hearing Voices In The Distance

July 28, 2016

 

Horses on the hill ~ Photo by Patrice

Hearing voices in the distance
Living lives in this instant
Can’t fathom where we’ll go
Only know we’re living
Lives in this present instant.

Moving as if ships in the night
Passing by no fear, no fright
Doing all needed to survive
In this instant
In this instant we’re alive.
~ Patrice

© PatriceClarkson – 2016

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Silent Message

July 27, 2016

Mom and Twiggy ~ Photo by Patrice

Silent message
Quiet and discreet
Voicing everything
I just couldn’t speak.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Clouds Thunder

July 25, 2016

Lilacs in a Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Clouds thunder
Rain parts cloudy sky
No sunlight hits a silent ground.

Lighting strikes fear in a heart
Brought to a sudden
Wakening start.

Rain drops on a tin roof
A pinging ring in the midst of a world
Filled with all this thundering sound.

Life and breathe are brought
Given to a earth parched
Thirsting for that thundering, lighting
Rain sound.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Anger Frustration, Darkness And Fear

July 22, 2016

Patrice's avatarPatrice’s Art & Poetry Blog

Anger frustration
Darkness and fear.

They dwell here.

A moment ago
I drove them out
Back they came
Right back here.

Freedom to lose them
Freedom to be happy
Without anger, frustration
Darkness and fear.

No one to blame
No one to fear.

Muster the courage
Step out of the darkness
Step there to the place
We hold dear.

No anger, frustration
Darkness or fear.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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I Don’t Know

July 21, 2016

Broken House ~ Photo by Patrice

I don’t know
What the heart doesn’t care
Buried in messed up
I sip from a cracked, broken cup
Tears run
My heart weeps
For the love, the mystery
That wasn’t mine
To keep.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson 2016

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Me, Myself and I

July 20, 2016

3 Rotties ~ Illustration by Patrice

Me, Myself and I
Together we go thru life
Me, Myself and I
Conquering strife, living life
Me, Myself and I
No one knows or been told that
Me, Myself and I
Can survive anything if we stand together
Me, Myself and I
Don’t know why life is this way but
We’ll live and love in a way,
Each and everyday
So there’ll be no remorse for
Me, Myself and I.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Are You Listening?

July 19, 2016

Mulmur Hills Squirrel ~ Photo by Patrice

Are you listening?
Are you listening or is it me?
Is it me whispering?
Whispering silent messages
Softly on the breeze.

Cannot tell the difference
Cannot tell or sell
The words coming
Coming clear only to me
Are you listening?

Are you listening?
Are you listening alongside me?
Or is it only
Only me?
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Sultry Humid, Tired And Dry

July 18, 2016

St. Lucian Beauty ~ Photo by Patrice

Sultry humid, tired and dry
Looking for languid
Solemn I cry
No redemption neither remorse
I stand corrected
Powered with force.

Softly gentle, kindly kind
I trudge onward
In a mindless mind.

No heaven to help me
No devil to care
Follow the angry, uphold the rare
Sight of forgiveness, gasp for air
Holding on
I hope I’m spared.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2016

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Dreams Are Forgotten

July 15, 2016

Patrice's avatarPatrice’s Art & Poetry Blog

Dreams are forgotten
Never to be told
Dreams
Never to unfold.

Dreams of splendour
Happiness and fame
All to be seen
Going down the drain.

Sadness, despair
Anguish and heartache
Tear at the soul
Shattered
Fall to the floor
Never, no more.

Up from the tatters
Mended but bruised
Focused on laughter
Making that dream
Come true.

Watch as dreams
Of splendour and happiness
Unfold to be true
This too can be you.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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