Posts Tagged ‘quietly’

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Quietly

August 14, 2023
Quietly ~ Photo by Patrice

Quietly
I hold you dearly
Singing songs of love
So clearly
Cherished by those that hear
The melody

Quietly
I say words that hold you close
Words of wisdom for love
For
I love you  
Oh so much, the most

Quietly
I walk away
Never looking back
Never saying
Or
Waving goodbye

Quietly
I disappear from your life
For
You have learned
All that’s needed.

Quietly
~ Patrice 

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@Patrice Clarkson – 2023

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Quietly, Silently

June 14, 2023
Quietly, Silently ~ Photo by Patrice

Quietly, silently
I move through thee, the mountains, the meadows  
So full of such beauty, majesty.

Tomorrow I’ll be in the midst of a stream
Flowing rapidly
Swimming with creatures silently, quietly.

 I will fly in the sky
Where birds live, laugh and die
I will be for a while, one of them.

No one will know
No one will be happier, happier than me
Moving quietly, silently.  
~ Patrice 

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@Patrice Clarkson – 2023

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Gently Lay The Burden Down

October 25, 2022
Gently Lay The Burden Down ~ Photo by Patrice

Gently
Lay the burden down 
Caress it softly
Hear the ground moan quietly
From the weight you laid down

Feel no anger, no remorse
Your work is done
You’ve travelled the entire course
Now, you are the one
To show the way.

Not deviating 
No 
Not today. 
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Hear The Heart Beat

May 3, 2022
Hear The Heart Beat ~ Illustration by Patrice

Hear the heart
beat quietly 
the sound
goes thru each day 
to eternity 

My heart,
the heart continuously
breathing
life in the body 
sight to the soul 
beauty
for all to see 

Forever beating 
beating
beating quietly. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Quietly

May 6, 2021
Quietly ~ Photo by Patrice

 

Quietly I lay 
waiting for the sky 
to take away 
all the hurt, pain 
I experienced 
yesterday 

Quietly, quietly I lay. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

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When I Was Lost

August 7, 2020

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Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.

Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.

Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.

She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.

Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.

An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Another Month Starts

June 26, 2020

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Farm view ~ Photo by Patrice

Another month starts today
Another path lies
Focused in some way
On the dream manifesting itself
In all waking, living things.

Gently, quietly step upon the step
That brings all you want, all you need
To the self that sings
Nature’s beauty
Daring, just to dream.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Kaboom, Kaboom

December 31, 2019

Mountain Goats - Photo by Patrice

Quietly, softly the breath intakes
listening
to the heart
explodiate

Kaboom, Kaboom

The legs take their feet for a walk
while
the arms hold close the hands
caressing the softness
of love
seen by the eyes
as
the ears listen
to
the quiet heart
go

Kaboom, Kaboom.
~ Patrice

@Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Sacrifice

August 7, 2019

Cloudy Morning Sky ~ Photo by Patrice

Sacrifice is what we do
Sometimes it’s good
Sometimes we should just
Press ‘undo’.

Your heart knows
What’s best to do
What’s best for you.

Listen quietly
Listen loud
It’ll always bring you
Thru.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Husk Falls

May 18, 2018

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Seeds, Tree and Squirrel ~ Photo by Patrice

Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.

Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.

Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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