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My Face

June 14, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Mom and Twiggy ~ Photo by Patrice

Each morning now I greet a face
A stranger, I don’t remember
Back in time or space
An older woman surprises me in the mirror
Each morning, when
I wash her face.

When did she get here?
When did she arrive?
When did she replace that young girl?
Who greeted me in the mirror
As I
Washed her face.

Glad she’s here
Glad she survived and got thru
All the world put on her plate
When I think about it
I’m glad she took that young girl’s place
The one who used to
Wash my face.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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The Way

June 7, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Bright Light ~ Photo by Brent

When someone is calling and can’t see their way

When hunger and anger evolve in a horrible way

When birds fly south in a most mysterious way

When storm clouds fold, pummeling all in their way

Is

When the earth shows, she knows

The way.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Never Saw It Coming

May 31, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Great Danes from Purina's Hall of Fame ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Never saw it coming
Didn’t know it would
Now have to accommodate
With everything I should.

Never chose the situation
Didn’t know I could
But will immerse myself
Make it all that I should.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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I Journey To My Home

May 24, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

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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Butterfly

May 17, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

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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Such A Wonder To Review

May 10, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Faldo ~ GSCC Championship/04

Such a wonder to review
Such a time we had we two.

Nothing came to pass
That hurt or tested our resolve, our view.

Such a time we had we too
Such a wonder to review.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Stingrays Flying

May 3, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

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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