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Snow Has Fallen

November 9, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Snowy Deck Chairs ~ Photo by Patrice

Snow has fallen
Blanket soft and white
Caressing slumber
In a quiet night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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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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When I Was Lost

August 24, 2016

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.

Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.

Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.

She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.

Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.

An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Snow Has Fallen

November 27, 2014

Snowy Deck Chairs ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Snow has fallen
Blanket soft and white
Caressing slumber
In a quiet night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Gentle Kindness

March 18, 2014

Morning Glory Fall ~ photo by Patrice

 

 

 

 

Gentle kindness
Softly touching you
Caressing, soothing wounds
So deep
And pushing wrongs
The other way.

No regret nor remorse
None have come to play
Just loving thoughts
Holding you
In a place of kindness
Each and everyday.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Snow Is Blowing Once Again

January 27, 2014

First of  Winter Road ~ Photo by Patrice

Snow is blowing once again
Spewing doubt of whether
A heart will beat and families meet
In this world or after.

Sadness is a trait
Carried on an atmosphere
That makes us feel so small
Full of heartache, heartache
Is what we feel us all.

Thru the cold may we flourish
Someday in the warmth
Of sunshine of the sun
Share laughter with family
And all friends
No sorrows or past regrets
Just pleasure at its best.

So, may snow blow love
Far into spring
Caressing thru a summer
That’s falling into fall.

Thats, that’s what we hope for
Even have the nerve to request
Oh yes, that would be the best
For us all.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Fingers Move Across The Page

July 25, 2013

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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