Posts Tagged ‘Patrice’

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Voice Speaking

March 30, 2015

Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.

Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.

Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice

Willow ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Someone Great To Me

March 27, 2015

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My Mom photo by Patrice
Today I remember
Someone
Great to me.

Someone
Who gave me life
And is forever
Part of me.

Someone
Who took the time
And began the task
Of making me, me.

Someone
Wise and talented
Knowing when
To be still
And when to be.

Someone
Whose life
Was not often easy
But she accepted
The task
And made it be
What it must be.

That someone
Was my mother
Someone
Always great to me.

I miss you and remember
You’ll always be
Someone
Great to me.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

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Tenderness, Loving And Caring

March 26, 2015

Costa Rican Tales

Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.

Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Yeah, Yeah

March 25, 2015

Yeah, yeah
Is what I say
To everything today.

Sordid, angry, no patience, no way
Yeah, yeah I’ll be better tomorrow
Or maybe the next day.

See no joy, no harm in any way
Just down
It’s a yeah, yeah kind of day.

Blessed I guess, cause I can have
A Yeah, yeah day and no trouble
Consequences come my way.

Must find goodness, find a way
To see happiness
In a yeah, yeah type of day.
~ Patrice

Tiger ~ Illustration by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson -2015

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Days Move Forward

March 24, 2015

Vancouver Game Farm Giraffe ~ Illustration by Patrice

Days move forward
Gone one by one
Packed with something
But neither overrun
With sadness, happiness
Or blissful dreams
Days move forward
Inspite of all these things.

What you see
May be what you dreamed
Or what you saw
In an unhealthy scene
Don’t deny that it has been
For you can only move pass
When you know it’s been
As days move forward
In the scheme of things.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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You Decide

March 23, 2015

Rodeo Rider ~ Photo by Patrice

You decide
whether the storm is cold
Or summery hot
You decide.

The future your’s to take
The path to the left
Or go to the right
You decide.

See blissful rain
Or shattering shame
Your decision
You decide.

Your heart won’t know
Til your ears do cry
And your eyes see what
You decide.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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I Thought

March 19, 2015

Squirrel balancing on feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

I thought of that
And now don’t know why.

I thought of this
And now I feel a need to cry.

I thought of things
And still didn’t feel a thing.

I thought so
And now I know I didn’t know
Anything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Watching The World

March 18, 2015

Moving Pass ~ Photo by Patrice

Watching the world in front of me
Busy, gracefully happy
It is what it is and can be.

Part of my dream, my fantasy
Not a word is said, no thunder clap
Only conveyed heartfelt courtesy.

With this and that sitting here quietly
Smiling joyfully
Watching the world unfold in front of me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Hunger So

March 17, 2015

Perfect Little House ~ Photo by Patrice

Hunger so
Need the help
Not sure why.

Please Lord
Let me not die
Holding on to something
That won’t even cry.

Hunger so sad
Cause
Not sure why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Remember Much

March 16, 2015

My sweet Ursa ~ Photo by Patrice

Remember
Much has happened
Not all for the best.

Much is done
Now we must let it rest.

Much can be
Accomplished
Thou not right now.

Much of your journey
Is part
Of your heart.

Much to remember
Now
Is when to start.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015