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I’m Not The Girl

January 20, 2014

Photo by Mom and DadI’m not the girl
I use to be
Time has passed
All that now is history.

Gladness, sadness
Whatever used to be
Carries me thru
On to my destiny.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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In The Depths Of Winter

January 17, 2014

Winter Orchid ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

In the depths of winter 
You flower. 

You bring beauty and grace 
To a place filled
With cold ice, grey white
No flowers. 

Let me be that bloom
Showing love in
A cold place
Each day forever
Like that beautiful flower. 
~ Patrice  

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Looking, Looking

January 16, 2014

Looking, looking
For the right
Wherever it may be
I’m looking, looking
Left and right.

No one can tell
Just where to go
How to find but you know
I’m looking, looking
If need be all night.

My sight may not be
What it was or should be
But I’ll keep
Looking, looking
To make it right.
~ Patrice

Kitten in Thermos ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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My Friend John

January 15, 2014

John and Carol

My friend John
His life on earth is no more.

But I remember like just yesterday
All the things he did for me
Not looking for any repay.

Along with his wife Carol
Gave me strength
When I felt so hollow.

When I couldn’t stand
They held me up.

When I couldn’t walk
They carried me through.

When I couldn’t smile
They made me see
The joy
The treasure life can be.

When my heart was cracked
And wouldn’t mend
They sealed the breaks
With love again.

And then
When out of a house
No where to live
They gave me shelter
A home for me
My dogs and cats to live.

When I needed a car
To take me on my travels
John made the deal
By pretending
To be my father.

No returns
Did either ever request
Just loving
Sharing and respect.

Never got to say
How much it meant til today
Now I do request
That you Carol, know
I will be forever in your debt.

John please save a place
At that table
Where you sit with your friends
Smiling happily, full of grace.

My lovely friends
I’ll never forget
The most wondrous man I ever met.
~ Patrice

My sincerest condolences to all that called John
Loving husband, father, brother and dearest friend.  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Love Me Together

January 14, 2014

Patrice's Watercolour Portrait Art

Love me together along with your dreams.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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The Gate Is Open

January 13, 2014

The gate is open
I follow thru
Not alone but with
All that come
To be with you.

The choice is mine
And I follow
Follow the others thru
Following you.

Our salvation we will find
Passing thru
The open gate following
Following you.
~ Patrice

Land of Discovery ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Why?

January 10, 2014

Robin's Nest in snow ~ Photo by Patrice

Why?
Why oh why?
Please don’t cry
It should not have happened.

Why?
Why did it happen?
Why oh why?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Poetry

January 9, 2014

Chandelier Light ~ Photo by Patrice

Poetry
Taken from the pages
Of anarchy
Full in the hearts of subtlety
Showing no malice is
Poetry.

Poetry
Why have you come
To be my destiny?
Nothing matters but
The throes of the heart in
Poetry.

Poetry
Anger, passion, full
Of the vacant sound coming
From that original sin
Even then
Blessed is the heart
That changes history with
Poetry.

Poetry
No one can know what
Could have been
My heart, my love and
All life has been and now
Come be within
Poetry.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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For This New Year

January 8, 2014

Winter's Lane ~ Photo by Patrice

For this New Year
I must be quiet but active
Look to my Higher Power for support
Accepting, supporting of others
Thus reaping the rewards of the universe
Knowing
I too, am a gift.
~ Patrice  

This, the Grace Cards tell me.

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Coldness Creeps

January 7, 2014

Face Study ~ Illustration by Patrice

Coldness creeps deep inside
Seeping in, no way to stop
No way to hide.

The pain, the icy freeze
Creeps and seeps
Ruthless in so deep.

Cuts through warmth
Leaving stark cold blind
To any kindness, feeling
Harboured there inside.

Coldness creeps, seeps inside
Freezing all
No where to hide.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014