Hear the silence
Feel the quiet expanse
Fill it with all of you
All of yourself.
Peaceful existence
Beauty in living a loving life
You can do it
But not all alone
Not all by yourself.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Posts Tagged ‘nature photography by Patrice’
Hear The Silence
July 18, 2019
I Have Seen
July 17, 2019
I have seen you are with me
You have been my sole companion
On this trip, this journey.
Never alone, my heart, my soul
Feel your gentle breath
Breathing.
At peace, I am feeling
Your hand in mine leading
Keeping.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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I Hear The Howl Of A Lonesome Wind
July 2, 2019
I hear the howl
Of a lonesome wind
Winding thru the trees
Branches, limbs.
Leaving all to chance
She sweeps across the land
Blowing with her
Good fortune, losses
But nothing that holds on
That can withstand.
Her mind is elsewhere
A place she came from
Wandering
Whistling she searches
For that time long ago
When she was so young.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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A Wall Of Many Trees Stand
June 25, 2019
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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Strive For Happiness
June 21, 2019
Strive for happiness
Creating love
Narrow the corridor
That harbours anger
Let it sink deep into murky mud.
Never saw it coming
Never heard the cry
Maybe in the beginning
I didn’t understand
The reason why.
Now that is over and it seems
The clouds have begun to dry
I’ll take my happiness
And make love
The reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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I Want To Run The Hills Once Again
June 19, 2019
I want to run the hills once again
Feel the warm breath of the sun on my face
The cool breeze on my skin.
I want to run the hills, the hills
Once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Conspiracy
June 18, 2019
Conspiracy comes and flows
Taking breath
Out of control
No one knows who to trust
Where safe lives
Or
Whether the world
As we know it
Will turn to dust.
Conspiracy shows
She has no mercy
Reigning ruthlessly
Laughing at despair
Smirking
At courtesy.
Conspiracy destroys
Undermines
The beauty of innocence
And
Tenderness becomes
An unimaginable crime.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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My Face
June 14, 2019
Each morning now I greet a face
A stranger, I don’t remember
Back in time or space
An older woman surprises me in the mirror
Each morning, when
I wash her face.
When did she get here?
When did she arrive?
When did she replace that young girl?
Who greeted me in the mirror
As I
Washed her face.
Glad she’s here
Glad she survived and got thru
All the world put on her plate
When I think about it
I’m glad she took that young girl’s place
The one who used to
Wash my face.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Dark And Dismal
June 13, 2019
Dark and dismal is not the way
Open up, laugh and sing
Chase the gloomy clouds away
Bask in the sun filtering thru
Release your heart
See the beauty coming
Through.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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You Don’t Know, I Don’t Care
June 12, 2019
You don’t know
I don’t care
Everything else
We must share
No one told me
This is the living I’ll do
Expressing kindness
Harmony and gratitude
You won’t come
Take my place
All the goodness done
Can be easily erased
So bless yourself
Pick your teeth
The world will turn
Regardlessly.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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