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~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Posts Tagged ‘Patrice Clarkson’
My Heart Wonders
August 10, 2018
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
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Looking Out
August 9, 2018
Looking out upon the vast history
Of life lived
And made better with dignity.
All is well
And will be the best there is
He saids.
As he reaches down
And kisses me
Upon my undeserving head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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There They Fall
August 8, 2018
Hear the raindrops fall
Cascading down on dry ground
There they fall.
Bringing life sweet water falls
Trickling over dusty rocks
Feeding parched grass
There they fall.
No wicked blizzard
Harsh winds none at all
Just quiet falling sweet raindrops
There they fall.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Let Me Lift Up My Soul
August 7, 2018
Let me lift up my soul
My heart, my eyes
To the bright cerulean sky
Let no heart beat
Without a steady beat
No eye cry for a unbeknown
Love that’s died.
Let my feet walk, run
In rhythm with the flowing sun
Shade my head
With kindness, courtesy
Feel no dread
As my arms embrace
The living grace that surrounds
All living.
Seeking not
A world of anguish
But living
Living without knowing
Sadness, pity
There I’ll live
With the upmost dignity.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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So Cool Today
August 3, 2018
So cool today a chickadee came
To where the feeder should be
She looked and looked
Then took a flight around
Just to check no seeds were hidden
Near or on the ground.
It’s only August, too soon for seeds
Flowers bloom in all their majesty
But honestly, look closely
I see them shivering
Shaking in the breeze.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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I Come To Be
August 2, 2018
In the morning I come to be
In my joyous place laughing, happy
All as it should be.
As a mourning dove gives it’s plaintive call
Cars pass knowing nothing of my life
Not at all.
Birds sing, squirrels jump from branch to branch
On the hunt for the perfect breakfast,
Dinner, lunch.
Flowers bloom, waving petals in a quiet breeze
While a fly buzzes, irritating for sure
But still a life that lives, that breathes.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Let Me Sleep
August 1, 2018
Let me sleep
Let me be the person
I need
And want to be.
Rest
Deeply sleep
Dream
And be oh so happy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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I Feel The Magnitude Of It All
July 31, 2018
I feel the magnitude of it all
It shoves the good
The bad in my face
Making distinctions none at all.
I cope, I handle
Sometimes overwhelmed
One foot in front of another
I struggle and demand.
To have a life
A role in this universe
My little section I can love
That no one else can command.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Trust Me For I Know
July 30, 2018
Trust me for I know a lot
Not that you don’t
I’m sure you know, know a lot.
It’s just that in this time of strife
I’ve been here, I know how anger
Can eat away all happiness
Leaving nothing in your heart.
Please put away your revenge
Your ‘Get Even Tools’
Please see the magnitude
Of what lies before you
And forgiveness be your attitude.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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