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So Divine

February 19, 2020

3 Rotties ~ Illustration by Patrice

Seek and you shall find
Heaven, heaven
Oh so divine.

Lose and you are lost
To wander in a quandary
So complex no ending
Will be yours or mine.

But in between
Live a life free and joyful
And the universe will
Come together
To combine, both worlds
So divine.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Don’t Let The World Cheat You

February 18, 2020

Swinging Bridge in Costa Rica ~ Photo by Patrice

Don’t let the world cheat you
By not telling the truth
As known it to be.

Let not the hidden monsters be
The ones controlling
Your thoughts, your actions
Anymore.

No, tell them to go to Hell
And settle there forever
Forever more.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Let The Horns Sound

February 14, 2020

❤ Happy Valentines Day ❤Doris' Dogs Painting ~ Watercolour Pet Portrait Art by Patrice

Let the horns sound
the sky cry
words of love now
and in
the bye and bye.

Let arms embrace
the soul that gives life
holding up for all to see
the future
so clear, so bright.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Questions

February 13, 2020

Costa Rican Heron _ Photo by Patrice

How has it happened? Where will it go?
Questions
– No answers –

 I really don’t know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Who Knows Or Cares

February 12, 2020

Old House Window ~ Photo by Patrice

Who knows or cares
What happens across the world
Shrouded in despair.

All should know, all should care
Cause what happens elsewhere
Will eventually be here.

We need to care
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Cursed Snow

February 11, 2020

Winter Road ~ Photo by Patrice

Cursed snow falls
Blanketing life with a dirty white
Melting in spring revealing
No more than everything
Cursed snow.

Cursed snow blows
Filling all nooks and crannies
Whistling round corners
Blowing white, blowing blind
Cursed snow.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Oh My Heart, My Heart

February 10, 2020

Trashed Feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

When the world fell apart
I was filled with despair
Crying
Oh my heart, my heart
No other saw or moved
To employ saving grace
All was destroyed
Oh my heart, my heart.

Then the sun shone
The rains came
My heart heard
A sweet, sweet refrain
Crowds rejoiced, laughed
Coming close to heaven
And my heart sang
Oh my heart, my heart
Once again.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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