Pull it all together
Make it the best
Don’t let the answer
Doubts
Beat upon your chest.
Breathe freely
Breathe with no regrets
For nothing else matters
Except, except.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Posts Tagged ‘nature photography by Patrice’
Pull It All Together
July 28, 2020
Sitting Quietly
July 22, 2020
Sitting quietly
Sitting
Just to be
No angry, no rushing
Not now, not me.
When the weather
changes
And storms blow fiercely
I’ll move, I’ll seek shelter
Til once again I can sit
Quietly.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Will It Be
July 21, 2020Will you be my lover
Will you be
Will passion come between us
Will it be, will it be?
No mouth desires you
As much as mine
No arms hunger more
For ours to enfold, intwine
Will it be, will it be?
Questions asked
Answers yet to be told
Will you be my lover
Will it be, will it be?
I need to know.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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No One Else Can Say
July 20, 2020
No one else can say those words
Nor make it right
That all will come when you see
The shinning light
Then
You’ll watch it disappear
Into
The dark, dark night.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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I Have Done What I Need To Do
July 16, 2020
I have done what I need to do
No one else can make
This journey for me
Neither he, she or you.
My heart aches
That you don’t know
This to be true.
But then what do I know
About your journey
That journey, like my journey
You’re travelling too.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Sun Bursting Out
July 14, 2020
Sun bursting out
Flying by
Bright light high
High in the sky.
No one asks
No one can deny
Where and
The reason why.
The sun came
To give life, give light
In our
Very own sky.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Make It Holy
July 9, 2020
Make it holy, make it last
Make it not to be something
I can’t hold on to
But something
That will ever last.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Summer Comes
July 2, 2020
Summer comes, breezes blow
Around a fragrant land
No hardship, no anguish
Oh no.
Birds fly,
Feed their young
Crops grow reaching up
To
The hot, hot sun.
Fawns frolic in meadows
Hidden, lost in woods
Silent except for all the wonders
Filling summer
Beneath a summer sun.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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When I Hear The Sound Of Your Voice
June 29, 2020
When I hear
The sound of your voice
Life becomes so dear
Clouds part, rains stop
And wrens fly near.
No one speaks a word
No one need say
The feelings felt
To convey how
The world is ours
And
We have all the love
We need today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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When It Happened, Where It Came To Pass
June 25, 2020
When it happened
Where it came to pass
Now
I know it’s not to last.
In the beginning
At the start, I saw heaven
A place
To rest my heart.
To sleep in restful peace
Bliss being part
Of all I began
I had to start.
All that came to happen
Beginning at the end
Ending
At the start.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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