Posts Tagged ‘photo by Patrice’

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My Dream

April 13, 2017

Teddy at the farm ~ Photo by Patrice

Will my dream
My dream come true
Will it spread wealth, happiness
Throughout for me, for you
Will it stay
Keep me from being blue
Feeling blessed
Near the God
Who makes it all come true.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Wondering, Wondering

April 11, 2017

Wondering, wondering
What has happened
What lies ahead
Wondering.

Know nothing
Can be changed
Nor improved upon
Still, still wondering.

Will it happen once again
Or be so different
From the past
I’m wondering, wondering.

No one knows for sure
Yet hopes
Assumes the best
While wondering, wondering.
~ Patrice

Robins in Spring ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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It’s Cold, It Blows

April 7, 2017

Spring-Winter Snowfall ~ Photo by Patrice

It’s cold, it blows
It doesn’t seem to want
To go away.

It strikes my heart
Piercing all that’s warm
Freezing it today.

No pleading, crying
Can make it melt
Becoming rain on a sunny day.

No, it’s cold
It blows all thoughts
Of lovely spring away.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Cold, Dark With Swampy Damp

April 6, 2017

Lilacs in a Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Cold, dark with swampy damp
Crusty mould moves over sodden land
No one speaks nor do they roar
Injustice reigns
Gentle loving is no more.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Monsters Don’t Dwell

March 31, 2017

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Sleeping Cougar ~ photo by PatriceMonsters don’t dwell in an open heart.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Actually

March 27, 2017

Deck Chairs ~ Photo by Patrice

 

Actually
Can’t hear
The wind call.

Actually
Can’t tell if
I’ve woke or fell.

Actually
Hiding inside of myself
Waiting for something
Something.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Wouldn’t It Be Nice

March 22, 2017

Nurse Shark ~ Photo by Patrice

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.

Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.

Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice

*Please help STOP Shark Finning

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Spring Is Here

March 20, 2017

Rising Fiddle Head ~ Photo by Patrice

Spring is here
Is a part
Nestled
In a beginning
Full
Waiting to start.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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If I Feel My Heart Weep

March 15, 2017

Weeping ice ~ Photo by Patrice

If I feel my heart weep
My soul cry
Let me be in a place
Where good ones lie.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Sunset

March 10, 2017

Sun goes down
Into the evening sky
Leaving the moon to reflect it’s light
Into the water deep and blue
Turning it golden
Blood red too.

All is quiet in the evening sky
Birds ponder the reason why
As the sun now sinks
Beneath the ocean blue
Refreshing itself in waters deep, dark
Purely quiet too
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017