Posts Tagged ‘nature photography’

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The Snow Flies Quietly Down

October 25, 2016

Snow Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Sometimes
The snow flies quietly down
Melting before
It touches frozen ground.

No thunder clap
Heralds the falling down
No flash of blazing light
Lets us know.

No roar or rush
Of coming water no
Just snow
Snow quietly falling down.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I’ve Been In A Bad Place

October 18, 2016

I’ve been in a bad place
My heart sad
My soul disgraced
I didn’t know what was pure
What was right.

I didn’t know, I couldn’t fight
That hurt I felt
It cut me through
I didn’t
I couldn’t sleep at night.

Better now
Now I feel rays of warmth
Holding
Basking that same soul
In glorious full sunlight.

Now I know
Now I see
The world is mine
It’s all it has to be.
~ Patrice

Awed Rock ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Heaven Helps

October 13, 2016

Quiet Pond - Photo by Patrice

Heaven helps those that need
No asking, just need
If you look, if you care
Those you need will be there.

Heaven helps, heaven cares
Feel it round, feel it near
Know it’s always
Always here..
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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A Bluejay Came

October 11, 2016

Winter Bluejay ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

A bluejay came
Looking for seeds today.

Then as I watched him fly away
I’m sure I heard, heard him say

“Do hurry and get them
Please don’t delay!”

I heard him
I’m sure I heard him say.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

Patriceclarkson – 2016

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The Journey Begins

October 5, 2016

Winding Dirt Road - Photo by Patrice

The journey begins
Down a winding path untold
Breathtaking exposure
On this the chosen road.

No concrete answers
To questions asked
Feel only wonder
Seeing a brilliant sky at last.

Excitement for
The journey begun
All comes together
Like a well known song sung.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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On The Hilltop

October 3, 2016

Horses on the hill ~ Photo by Patrice

On the hilltop
In the horizon
Cradled
By the blue filled sky
I’ll know
The answer
I’ll know
The reason why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Saw A Hummingbird Today

September 29, 2016

Lily a hummingbird ~ Photo by Patrice

I saw a hummingbird today
Still here, hasn’t flown away
Cold nights must take a bite
Still here
Couldn’t believe my eyes
My ears.

A hummingbird flew
To the feeder so low
Thought of emptying
Sure all hummingbirds gone
Then there she was hovering
Sitting, sipping sweet nectar
In the cold rainy air.

Still here, hasn’t started
On her long flight
Sleeping thru, keeping warm
In the cold fall nights
Drinking sweet water
Filling up to embark
On a long, arduous flight.

Maybe today will be the day
She’ll fly away
Still
I saw a hummingbird
A hummingbird flew to the feeder
Today.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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My Mind Does Wander

September 23, 2016

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My mind does wander
My mind does see
Glories
In all their splendour
From here to eternity
Revel in their existence
Marvel that they be.

Yes, my mind does wander
My mind does see
Beauty all around
Beauty for all to see
Beauty in my heart
Beauty
Caressing me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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Another World

September 14, 2016

See The Way ~ Photo by Patrice

Another world drifting by
Deep, high in the sky
No words said, no lies or cries
Life lived in another way
A world that gives but never stays.

This world’s sky is lit
By that that seems round
Hardened softness no one knows
Nor hears a sound.

Another world far away
So profound
Guides me by day and night
My path is full of light
I tread on gentle ground.

Another world makes me see
Love in this world
No need to be in that other world
My world is all I need.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Autumn’s Come

September 12, 2016

Fall Leaves ~ Photo by Patrice

Autumn’s come
Darkness reigns, life dying
As cold seeps in and leaves fall
Like a uncontrolled train.

Birds are flocking, salmon, trout
Fighting their way up rivers
Not seen since tiny river trout.

Young are grown
Grooming a thick winter coat
Bears sleepy fat, readying
For a long winter, that’s that.

Those staying loading caches
Their bountiful summer haul
Autumn’s come
We also call it fall.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016