Posts Tagged ‘photo by Patrice’

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Butterfly

May 25, 2015

Wood Butterfly ~ photo by Patrice

Butterfly

From my window I see you fly
Crossing by

Butterfly

Your beauty is exquisite
Coloured a wondrous earthy brown

Butterfly

Never growing old
Nor flying far away

Butterfly

In winter’s frozen cold
You fly, butterfly

Butterfly

Etched forever in cedar wood
My very own

Butterfly

Thou I imagine one day you will come alive
Flying with other butterflies

Butterfly

To far away places, warm, full of beauty
Butterfly fly

Butterfly

That’s when I’ll say goodbye
To my precious wooden

Butterfly.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Some Dreams

May 22, 2015

Patrice's avatarPatrice’s Art & Poetry Blog

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

Some dreams are achieved.
Some dreams never see fruition.
Some dreams are dashed.
Some dreams become beautiful only in their demise.
~ Patrice

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Little Tom Thumb

May 21, 2015

Little Tom Thumb
Has passed away
This I learnt just yesterday.

His brave bold heart ceased to beat
He dropped to the ground
Quietly.

Magnificence reigned from the start
He was the leader
He had the heart.

Raced pass the others
Mane flying, hooves a blur
Into history a giant you see had occurred.
~ Patrice

Little Racing ~ Photo by Patrice

Rest in peace giant little man

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Building Begun

May 20, 2015

Costa Rican fishing boat ~ Photo by Patrice

Building begun
Changes made
Thoughts on what will be clear
Beyond the haze.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Turn To The Right

May 19, 2015

Sun Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

Turn to the right side of life
Feel strength in midst of strife
Dedicate your life to those that need.

Feel life breathe.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Stingrays Flying

May 13, 2015

Stingrays flying
In a most beautiful place
In awe, inspired by their beauty, their grace.

Leaping from the sea
Are they jumping in fear
Running from danger beneath the waves?

Not known for sure
For they may be just washing mites
From their smooth, dark face.

Stingrays flying
Leaping
With a particular ballet grace.
~ Patrice  

Flying Stingray ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Tell Me When, Tell Me Why

May 12, 2015

Wood Violets ~ Photo by Patrice

Tell me when, tell me why
Please, before I die.

Don’t want to cry, don’t want to die
Please tell me when, please tell me why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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I Journey To My Home

May 11, 2015

Teddy at the farm ~ Photo by Patrice

I journey to my home
The place where I was born.

Memories past, life I did before
Some heartache, some laughing then and now.

I journey to the place
I was born, I journey home.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Meddle

April 30, 2015

Monkey Head Rock in Costa Rica ~ Photo by Patrice

Meddle
In someone’s thoughts
Stick
Your fingers in someone’s dreams
Sadden
By the way they don’t listen away
Maybe
It’s time to keep your mouth shut
Your opinion
To your own self, it may work for you
But
Only you and you alone.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Nothing Hurts

April 28, 2015

Chickadee on feeder ~ photo by Patrice

Nothing hurts nor contains
I will sing a sweet, melodious refrain.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015