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
Posts Tagged ‘photo by Patrice’
It Blows Again
March 24, 2016
Thinking
March 23, 2016
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
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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Me And My Shadow
March 18, 2016
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
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
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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Wandering Thru My Heartland
March 14, 2016
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
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Feel The Green Coming Thru
March 11, 2016Feel the green coming thru
Up from ground all muddy too
Crickets run across the lane
To get to where is their domain.
Birds fly by tired from
Their trip up north
Gleaming food
from any source.
Sun is weak and far away
Coming closer day by day
Smile, relax know for sure
Weather cures all winter blues.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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When I Decide
March 10, 2016
When I decide
To see, to be
The compassionate being
I need to be
My heart, my soul will grow
Flourish
In this life
I’ve come to know.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2016
