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Melancholy Feelings, Sorry Heart

December 12, 2017

Horse and Cattle ~ Painting by Patrice

Melancholy feelings
Sorry heart
Trudging through the snow
Feeling
It’s cold, cold heart.

Icicles dangling, dripping
To sadden, frozen ground
No where to go
Misery
Sadness all around.

Then the sun shines
Spreading, singing like a lark
Warming all the world
Unfreezing
That frigid, frozen heart.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Suffer The Consequences

December 11, 2017

Fallen Tree ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Suffer the consequences
Feel the pain
Harken the anguish
Dodge the distain.

Nothing or no one
Can suffocate the flame
Let it burn, burn
Til you’re born again.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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We Are Joyous

December 8, 2017

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Watching Deer Watching ~ photo by Patrice

We are joyous
Moving along, forward
Into a distant future.

Hesitate, reach down
Look around, see
All the wonders
Growing
Living by your side.

Know
You’re not alone
Nor ever going to be.

For intertwined
In your soul, mine
And all that
Has ever been.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Seeking Gently

December 7, 2017

2 Friends ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Seeking Gently
Life.

Nothing else matters
It makes you whole
Reaching for
Seeking that wonderful
Life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Seeking, Seeing Frustration

December 6, 2017

Marten River - Photo by Patrice

Seeking, seeing frustration hurt
Haunting me
Move to the left, turn to the right
Nothing works, not tonight
Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine
Clouds escape to a happier time
Taking me with them on a path fluffy white
Filled with joy gentle and kind
No regrets
For I’m in that happier time.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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In The Morning

December 5, 2017

Red Sunset ~ Photo by Patrice

In the morning
The sun does rise
Spreading warmth, beauty
Across the skies.

Mine to behold
Mine to see
Mine to be part of
Forever, into eternity.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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The Feeder Hangs

December 4, 2017

Squirrel reaching bird-feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

The feeder hangs
Quiet and discreet
Waiting for company
To enjoy her treats.

No bad or evil thoughts
Does she convey
Feeding all who happen
To pass her way.

Filled up or near empty
She stands quietly there
Holding something
She lives to share.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2017

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