Posts Tagged ‘Patrice’

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It Blows Again

March 24, 2016

Woodpecker in Winter ~ Photo by Patrice

It blows again,
Drifting too, across the land
No remorse
It just covers bursting, growing, green land
Squirrels sigh, birds don’t sing
Blowing snow
Covers everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2016

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Thinking

March 23, 2016

Crocus in spring ~ Photo by Patrice

Thinking of the beauty
Here in spring.

Thinking of growth
The rising from the ground.

Thinking of life’s birth anew
Oh so profound.

Thinking of creation’s magic
Like the beauty in a wren’s song.

Thinking
Thinking  of a song.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Love Is Never Lost

March 22, 2016

Last used March 22/16

Love is never lost
Only left behind or put in a place
Where it can’t grow.

Sow love seeds so dear
Nurture, care
Watch love grow.

No needy nor neglect
Let love grow in your heart
Don’t let it be, ever lost.

For this you’ll know
As you watch it grow
Love can never, ever be lost.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Now

March 21, 2016

Great Danes from Purina's Hall of Fame ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Wandering now
Where I’ve never been

Seeking now
Things I’ve won’t begin

Leaving now
Thoughts I shouldn’t have held so tight

Gone now
From the darkest night

Flowing now
On a path not so straight

Holding now
Promise as I go to the light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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My Heart Is Sore

March 19, 2016

My friend, Pat Carpenter

My heart is sore
My soul is too
I’ve lost a friend, a loved one
It was you.

So kind, so sweet
So strong, so dear
A gentle heart
I miss you being near.

No more to say
No more to hear
That laugh
That heartfelt cheer.

You had love for yours
Love of life
Blessed to know
Now gone to live with Christ.

We’ll miss you
My friend
Even thou we know you’ll walk near
We’ll see your smile, we’ll feel your cheer.

Rest in peace
My friend Pat
Pat
You are so dear.
~ Patrice

Good-bye my friend Pat

Pat Carpenter went to be with the Lord on Thursday, March 17, 2016 with her family by her side.

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Me And My Shadow

March 18, 2016

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Me and my Shadow
Are traveling thru
Life’s twists and turns
Purple haze of blue.

Me and my Shadow
Have come to see
Opportunities
Of the highest degree.

Me and my Shadow
Don’t lecture or seek
We follow the road
Where it seems to lead.

Me and my Shadow
Have long been together
Together we see
Yet she stays with me.

Me and my Shadow are traveling thru
The bumps and the curves
The ones we need too.

I thank you my Shadow
For all that you do
And standing behind me
No matter what I may ever do.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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Silent Harmony

March 17, 2016

Morning Mist ~ Photo by Patrice

Silent harmony guiding me
Guiding me to all that is happy
Full of loving harmony.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Understand

March 16, 2016

Model T on the hill ~ Photo by Patrice

In a way I can’t understand
The world whirls round
Making no excuses
Denying no light
Or darkness in the night.

I don’t understand
It’s not at my command
How rivers run, showers fall
And the world turns
Again and again.

Most of all I stand
In the midst of this
Wondering
Will I ever
Ever understand?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Kindness, Tenderness

March 15, 2016

Rotti Pup and Fawn ~ Watercolour Illustration by Patrice

Kindness, tenderness
All of the day
Hold it close
Don’t let it slip away.

Your heart will thank you
Your soul will say

Kindness, tenderness
All of the day
Hold it close
Don’t let it slip away.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Wandering Thru My Heartland

March 14, 2016

Carolina Tree ~ Photo by Patrice

Wandering thru my heartland
Down by the meadow where an old tree stands
No one knows the meadow nor the stream tricking by
Only robins and larks sing the way to the meadow
Where squirrels sleep and play near by.

May my wandering thru grasses
Growing tall in that sweet meadow
Hold my thoughts as here I stand
Seeing love growing old, gracing all
In my meadow, in my meadow’s heartland.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2016