Posts Tagged ‘beauty’

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The Caged Bird

February 7, 2020

 

The Caged Bird ~ Photo by Patrice

The caged bird flies
Deep into brilliant
Blue, blue skies.

The caged bird cries
Songs of lilting love
Her sweet voice sings
Of beauty, freedom
All things.

The caged bird dies
In the midst of bars holding
Holding her in.

No soaring in blue skies
Nor lilting love songs sung
For this was only a dream
Dreamt in
A dark night long.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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In The Dusky River Silence Flows

January 31, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Crossing at Nanticoke Creek ~ Photo by Patrice

In the dusky river silence flows
Flowers shimmer along the shoals
No one knows which way it goes
Only those that climb upon the shore
Reach for heaven and nothing more.

The deer, the doe drink their fill
Watching always for threats and still
They move with poise
Knowing others come, living life
Wherever the dusky, silent river flows.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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You Know

July 30, 2019

Alberta Daisy ~ Photo by Patrice

You know, I haven’t seen
The beauty, splendour
You talked about, you’ve seen.

Mine has been
A narrow kaleidoscope
Of all the things
Near and close to me.

And you know
You know, that’s enough
Enough for me.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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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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There I Am

April 19, 2019

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Rising Fiddle Head ~ Photo by Patrice

There I am in my robe
Watching closely as the earth disrobes
All it’s ugly, nasty things
Rising up in beauty
Filled with summer and with spring.
Winter’s cold, bitter hate
Melted here, no distaste
Only warm, fulfilling beams
Creating more lovely dreams.

Bless the ground I stand upon
Know it gives me faith true and strong
Trusting I’ll be here long after
Spring flowers fade and go
But memories of what has been
Or yet to come
Will hold my own sheltering robe so tight
That I know I will be safe
On earth’s soft ground tonight.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Spring Will Come

March 20, 2019

Crocus in spring ~ Photo by Patrice

Spring will come and be spectacular
Leaving behind winter cold and white
No more fighting for
Warmth in long days of brilliant sunlight
Can’t wait for you to arrive
To be basking in
Your freshness, beauty and majesty
All things alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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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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