Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category

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Let Me Lift Up My Soul

August 7, 2018

Old Car ~ Photo by Patrice

Let me lift up my soul
My heart, my eyes
To the bright cerulean sky
Let no heart beat
Without a steady beat
No eye cry for a unbeknown
Love that’s died.

Let my feet walk, run
In rhythm with the flowing sun
Shade my head
With kindness, courtesy
Feel no dread
As my arms embrace
The living grace that surrounds
All living.

Seeking not
A world of anguish
But living
Living without knowing
Sadness, pity
There I’ll live
With the upmost dignity.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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So Cool Today

August 3, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Chickadee on Feeder

So cool today a chickadee came
To where the feeder should be 
She looked and looked 
Then took a flight around
Just to check no seeds were hidden
Near or on the ground. 

It’s only August, too soon for seeds 
Flowers bloom in all their majesty
But honestly, look closely  
I see them shivering
Shaking in the breeze. 
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I Come To Be

August 2, 2018

Lazy Summer Days ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

In the morning I come to be
In my joyous place laughing, happy
All as it should be.

As a mourning dove gives it’s plaintive call
Cars pass knowing nothing of my life
Not at all.

Birds sing, squirrels jump from branch to branch
On the hunt for the perfect breakfast,
Dinner, lunch.

Flowers bloom, waving petals in a quiet breeze
While a fly buzzes, irritating for sure
But still a life that lives, that breathes.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Honestly, Can’t Remember Anything

July 18, 2018

My Younger Self ~ Selfie

Honestly, can’t remember anything
Nor who I am in another life
I’m sure I lived and had command
Of all the things
In a life I can’t remember
Don’t understand.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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I Was In Your Place

July 13, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

I was in your place, I saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.

In another life we laughed and cried
‘Friends for Life’ we said that’s how it would be
But
Now I see you don’t recognize me
I’m just a face in a ordinary place
And you walked right pass me
No ‘Friends for Life’
What a state it has come to be.

Just the other day I was in your place
Saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.
~ Patrice

Art Student ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Things You Want To Say

July 9, 2018

Woodpecker Hole ~ Photo by Patrice

At times there are things
You want to say
But the words won’t come
They are vacant far, far away.

How to bring them
To your lips
How to express feelings
Deep, deep in your stomach pit.

In your stomach
They seem to hide
Fermenting, fermenting sick
There they seem sit.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Wondering Why Or Did I See

June 15, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Sun Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

Wondering why or did I see
How the heart mends
Without any seams.

Tragedy, chaos and most likely strife
Rip holes in my being
Then along comes kindness
Dipped in strength
Changing everything.

A smile, a laugh, a gentle caress
Hold me together
Thru anything.

I’m not wondering
I know, I see
With love my heart mends
Without any seams.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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