Posts Tagged ‘nature photography by Patrice’

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Every Morning

April 18, 2018

Whales Tail Beach in Costa Rica ~ Photo by Patrice

Every morning I open my book
Writing
The words given to me.

Every morning I think about living
Life
Free with courtesy.

Every morning I see
A different morning
One
I make it to be.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Sensibilities

April 17, 2018

Fern in Rock ~ Photo by Patrice

Sensibilities are sometimes not sensible.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Don’t Know, Neither Do You

April 12, 2018

I don’t know, neither do you
Where will we go when
We’re through.

I don’t know, neither do you
But we do know where
We’ve been and been through.
~ Patrice

Red Geraniums ~ Photo by Patrice 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Delicately Said

April 10, 2018

Yellow Lily ~ Photo by Patrice

Delicately said
The words come out
Saying things
Leaving no doubt.

There is a God
He lives right here
His breath is felt
He’s very near.

Words said
Heal a broken heart
Like falling rain
Never to be lost again.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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It Fell From The Sky

April 6, 2018

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Icicle Spaceship ~ Photo by Patrice

It fell from the sky
Crashed to the earth
A spaceship from somewhere
Maybe the past
Resting now
In a soft bank of snow.

Who knows who they are?
Where they’ve been
And where they’re yet to go
Now impaled
Stuck in the snow.

Will they go in reverse
Back to the sky
Disappearing from earth
In the dark of the night?
Going forth to the future
In a blaze of hot light?

Then again
They could melt into the snow
Part of the crowd, no one to know
Not born or raised here on earth
But from a place we don’t know.

There are those who’ll say
“It’s an icicle deep in the snow
Fell from the eavestrough
Succumbed to gravity’s pull”.

As for me, I just don’t know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Deep In Your Soul

March 30, 2018

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Hollyhock in Spring ~ photo by Patrice~ Photo by Patrice

Deep in your soul
Deep in your heart
A thought stirs
Reaching up.

Change the world
Change what you receive
Change what you’ve got.

No heart weeps alone
No mind holds just one thought
Seek the friend that you had
Be alright with the differences
You’ve got.

Miracles don’t just happen
Or are tragedies sought
Do the best you can
Cause your heart and soul
Are all you’ve got.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Sometimes I Let It Go

March 23, 2018

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Marten River ~ photo by Patrice

Sometimes I let it go
Sometimes I don’t give it a second thought.

Sometimes I wonder what happened?
What changed your mind and erased your loving heart?

Once I was all you knew
No one else you gave a second thought.

Now indifference clouds the view
Sarcasm is the voice heard a lot
No more gentle caress, no more loving thoughts.

Didn’t happen over night
It seeped in thru empty, shallow thoughts
Taking a awful tole on our gentle, loving hearts.

Sometime turn around look back down your path
See me standing all alone, looking back.

Loving as much as I did then
In the gentle, loving days
Before the empty, shallow thoughts.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Clouds Part, Sun Rises

March 21, 2018

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

Clouds part, sun rises
Filling all hearts
With peace
Warmth and gratitude.

Joy comes to mind
As day winds down
Folding into night
Star studded.

Holding tight
Precious souls
In their solitary walk
Through life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Feel

March 19, 2018

At the beach ~ Photo by Patrice

I feel
My hunger thirst
For a heart
That knows no bounds
See a stranger and know
That I am that one
And
May the world
In all it’s whole
Be a wondrous
Place to live.

I feel
I feel I need this.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Eventually

March 16, 2018

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Butterfly ~ Photo by Patrice

Eventually
All will come to an end
Eventually
All the steel girders will bend
Eventually
Every season will thrive and die
Eventually
The answers you sought will make you cry
Eventually
The happiness foretold you won’t deny
Eventually
All will be all you have
Eventually.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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