Posts Tagged ‘loving’
July 4, 2016

Grace reveals a gentle kind
Holding love for all mankind.
No remorse or fathom angering
Just love, grace and kindness.
Revealed to all filled
With soft, loving mindfulness.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Posted in Affirmations, Poetry | Tagged angering, Art by Patrice, grace and kindness, grace reveals a gentle kind, holding love, just love, love for all mankind, loving, no remorse, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, revealed to all, soft, those filled with mindfulness, watercolour painting by Patrice | Leave a Comment »
March 26, 2015

Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.
Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Posted in Poetry | Tagged bringing cheer, caressing my heart, caring, delight, feel love, hold you safe, holding me, laughing, loving, my life, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, secure, smiling, tender touch, tenderness, warmth, your life | 1 Comment »
October 17, 2014

Dear sweet Ursa is about to pass
Her love, her life has been such a large part
Of my life, my heart.
Don’t want her to go, she can’t stay
Her body’s broken
No more run, no more play.
My heart too is broken, shattered apart
Breaking to lose
This loving, loyal little rott.
I must let her go, let her pass
Her heart, her soul shall rest at last
With those already gone, already pasted.
I love you so, so hard to let go
I must, I must but this I know
You’ll live now forever
Deep inside my heart, beside my soul.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Posted in My Musings, Poetry | Tagged body broken, breaking, dear, heart broken, live forever inside my heart, loving, loving part, loyal rott, my heart, my life, no play, no run, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, shattered apart, soul, sweet, Ursa | 6 Comments »
August 22, 2014

My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.
Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.
Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.
No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.
Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.
For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.
There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Posted in Poetry | Tagged anger, delight, feel the touch, full of desire, full of love, gentle kindness, gently kiss, hearts afire, in my dreams, lost you, loved you, loving, my heart wonders, nature photography, no troubles, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, photo by Patrice, rocky cervice, sadness, smouldering eyes, sweet good night, trembling lips, wonder | 1 Comment »
June 25, 2014

Flowing, flowing with the master plan
Down the path, across the land
Cuddling close, loving lots
Flowing, flowing with the master plan.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Posted in Affirmations, Poetry | Tagged across the land, cuddling, flowing, loving, master plan, nature photography, path, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, photo by Patrice, the master plan | Leave a Comment »
September 4, 2013
Sometimes sadness falls
So far
Desperately need not
Feel that scar
Sadness
Melancholy breeding
Gaining ground.
Spreading out
Seeping deep
Within the psychic far
Oh so far around.
Trembling lips reach out
Grabbing, holding on
No hollow
Shallow victory
But a life
Maybe gone.
Tears stream down
Wanting, wailing cheeks
Splattering near
And on hardened ground
No soft tender place 
To be found.
Hold yourself together
Hold yourself
Up to the light
For even if sadness falls
Make it you who decides
On which kind
A loving
Or hardened ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Posted in My Musings, Poetry | Tagged deep, desperately, falls, grabbing, hardened, hardened ground, hollow, life, loving, melancholy, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, psychic, sadness, scar, seeping, shallow, soft tender cheeks, splatter, stream down, tears, trembling lips, victory | Leave a Comment »
January 3, 2013
The world is a better place
Because of you
And a saving grace
That which is embedded
In each and every place
we chose to live and grow.
See your place now filled
with melancholy lavender
And smell the fragrance
As you sink into that special space
Embraced by a living
Loving, saving grace
Knowing, this is a better place
The best place in this world
Only, because of you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Posted in Poetry | Tagged better place, embedded, fragrance, lavender, loving, melancholy, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, place in this world, saving grace | Leave a Comment »
November 21, 2012
Loaded down with agony
I push past the entrance
Into hell.
Hope desperately not to dwell
But see the possibility
If I do not undo this awful spell
Stuck down here in my misery
Stuck down here in my hell.
See the light above me
See the stairs lace up from here
Trace the steps back up thru agony
Past the entrance out of here.
Out the gates of Hell into loving
Living memories in a wondrous
Earthly Heaven where there is
No more wretched hell.
Blessed be this living
Please do let me dwell
Here in Heaven
Crushing all sadness
Rising up from awful
Awful hell.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Posted in Poetry | Tagged agony, awful hell, awful spell, crushing all sadness, dwell, earthly Heaven, gates of Hell, heaven, Hell, living memories, loving, misery, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, wondrous, wretched | 2 Comments »
October 10, 2012
Let the autumn show my love
Let it fall upon heartfelt ears
Seen today amongst the treasures
Gathered all these years.
I will love you best you see
For you are all the world
Just to me.
Let the autumn
Share my love
Here upon the land
I love.
For loving you
I can see
Is a major part
Of my loving destiny.
Let it be
In this autumn land
I will care
And love you grand.
We will together
Travel thru winter’s cold
Into spring and on to
Summer’s promised land.
Where our love will dwell
In a loving
Loving autumn land.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Posted in Poetry | Tagged autumn, destiny, ears, land, love, loving, my love, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, summer's promised land, treasures, winter's cold | Leave a Comment »