Posts Tagged ‘loved’

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No Lie

September 6, 2023
No Lie ~ Illustration by Patrice

Nobody calls
No one  is here with me
That is what it is
No lie. 

Deep down inside
I feel the heartache subside
No tears, no cries
Only the smile on my face
Lies. 

To the world I’m okay
I feel loved
I feel treasured
But
I lie.  

Inside
Inside I know
Know it is
Is a lie.  
~ Patrice 

@Patrice Clarkson -2023

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A Wall Of Many Trees Stand

June 2, 2023

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Mighty Trees Stand ~ Photo by Patrice

A wall of many trees stand
Stand in front of me
There may be a way
Around
Squeezing thru, in-between.

Many trees stand
Protecting me
From what dwells beyond
Unforeseen.

Canopy overtop, shading
Letting only a few rays
Of burning sun thru
To drop.

Taking the impact
Of a lightning strike
Hear the thunder crash
As a mighty tree falls
Out of sight.

Little ones will take its place
Loved
Nurtured by large ones
Standing, guarding, protecting
In this place.

As full circle round
Does nature go
Where many trees stand
Like a wall
All in a row.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Secretly

January 26, 2023
Secretly ~ Illustration by Patrice

Secretly
I say the words needed to see
The goodness in bad
The needs needed
To be
Loved and lovingly.

Secretly
I say these words
With
Clarity.  
~ Patrice  

@Patrice Clarkson – 2023

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I See You In The Morning Light

July 21, 2022
I See You In The Morning Light ~ Photo by Patrice

I see you in the morning light 
in the depth of deep darkness 
somewhere
in the middle of a quiet night. 

You give me pleasure 
you give me strength 
something to hold on to 
when I feel lonely 
weak 
and out of strength. 

No one else
could I conceive will keep me
safe 
and be the one
who carries me far from here
far into eternity. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Held With Love

October 5, 2020
Rotti Pup and Fawn ~ Watercolour Illustration by Patrice

Held with love
On our solitary path 
Loved
Neither left behind 
Nor forgotten. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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A Wall Of Many Trees Stand

June 25, 2019

Mighty Trees Stand ~ Photo by Patrice

A wall of many trees stand
Stand in front of me
There may be a way
Around
Squeezing thru, in-between.

Many trees stand
Protecting me
From what dwells beyond
Unforeseen.

Canopy overtop, shading
Letting only a few rays
Of burning sun thru
To drop.

Taking the impact
Of a lightning strike
Hear the thunder crash
As a mighty tree falls
Out of sight.

Little ones will take its place
Loved
Nurtured by large ones
Standing, guarding, protecting
In this place.

As full circle round
Does nature go
Where many trees stand
Like a wall
All in a row.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Creatures Large And Small

April 3, 2018

Animal Collection ~ Photos by Patrice

Creatures large and small
Stand at the entrance leading you in
Making troubles seem not at all.

No words are spoken
No hand is touched
No promise made.

Still you know your world is right
You lived, you loved
And had so much.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Close My Eyes Just To Feel My Heart

November 11, 2016

Dedicated to those that served and gave all

 

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Dedicated to Sue, who has lost her beloved horse, Yorkie.
Our thoughts are with you.

I close my eyes just to feel my heart
Feel the pain
Please make it to depart
Lost to all never more to be
The call I loved and adored from thee.

Feel the sadness reign
Beginning down the path
Of no gladness, ecstasy
Only sadden, weeping pain.

You have gone, lost to me
Remorse is not the word
I need or want to see
Tears once of joy shattered
Left, gone no more to employ
Only rivers long, tragic and so deep
Flowing with overwhelming sadness
Do they weep.

Brought down to my knees
Blows of anguish
Anger
Morose disbelief.

Truly thought you’d live forever
Now know is never going to be
Love you ever
Ever please believe
Wanted never
You to leave me never
Ever leave me never please.

Now gone I oh so…

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I Can See The Words

November 4, 2016

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I can see the words
They tell me of the time
When hearts were loved
And words all rhymed.

They tell me of the joy
The majesty and triumphant gladness
No casting of badness
No broken bones
Or hearts lost in a world
Filled with madness.

These words they fill the place
With love, beauty, grace
I accept the honour
Bestowed here upon me
Of seeing life with words that
Never conquer
Just for the sake of me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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Birthday Wishes, Birthday Thoughts

October 6, 2014

Mom's White Hat ~ Photo courtesy of family

Birthday Wishes, Birthday Thoughts
You were born, lived and got
A life full of memories, loved, loved a lot
Birthday Wishes, Birthday Thoughts.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014