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Heartbreak Takes The Mind

July 25, 2017

Gnarled Tree Roots at Eugene Falls ~ Photo by Patrice

Heartbreak takes the mind
To places I wish I could decline
But instead I tread an uneven path
Cursing heartbreak all the way
Not understanding
This will change tomorrow
To be a happier place than all today.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Fingers Move Across The Page

July 21, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Fingers move across the page
Feeling emotions that do rage
Calming down anxious stress
With each word that is expressed.

Yes, fingers make anguish
Dissipate
As they move across
Caressing a waiting page.
~ Patrice

Study of hands and paint brushes ~ illustration by Patrice for New Chalice Brushes

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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The Lush Green Of Summer

July 19, 2017

Orange Lily ~ Photo by Patrice

The lush green of summer
Is contentment in lazy, hot days
Brief showers of warm shimmering
Summer rain.

Squirrels scurry away
Hummingbirds drink all day
Sun shinning bright in a clear blue
Summer sky.

All is right
As I lie
My eyes watching summer drift by.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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The Schedule

July 18, 2017

On the Beach - Photo by Patrice

Racing thru the schedule
Biding by the outcome
So nothing left again.

Amazed by the beauty
Hold all so special
Breathe in, breathe out
My friend.

 We will enjoy it
When the dust settles
And the schedule
Is something that’s been.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Breathe In The Sacredness Of Life

July 17, 2017

Deer Reaching ~ Photo by Patrice

Quietly we breathe in the sacredness of life

For we know no other sees
The world the same
As our eyes see
Nor hear sounds of living life
Like I, me.

Sometimes we laugh
Sometimes we cry
But in the end
Life is lived
This, none other can deny.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Tenderness, Sweetness

July 14, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Sharon's Kitty ~ photo by PatriceTenderness, sweetness
Is all I can think
Til we meet again
Again.

Journeys are bold
Excursions wondrous sure
But nothing will be nothing
Until I see and you hold me.

Then and only then
It will surely be
Tenderness, sweetness
For me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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