Posts Tagged ‘changing’

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Snow Flies

December 3, 2018

Snow Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Snow flies
And we answer
Why? Why?

Blizzards blow fierce white
Changing darkness
Into a brilliant seeing night.

Cold with icicles
Dripping down
Covering a frigid, frozen ground.

Rivers run underneath
A covering of ice and snow
Sometimes more than a foot deep.

We live thru this
We
We do exist.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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The Winds Of Change Are Changing

June 2, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

The winds of change are changing
The known is not here
We all believe in the future
We all want it to be right here.

The winds of change are changing
Bringing the future back to here
Everything we’re holding
Everything so oh so dear
Will soon be far, far in the rear.

The winds of change are changing
The present soon too, far in the rear
The future before us
Hold it close, hold it dear but
Never forget those we cherish
They’re now in the rear.
~ Patrice    

Stormy Road ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Voice Speaking

March 30, 2015

Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.

Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.

Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice

Willow ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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We Are Changing

March 4, 2015

Crocus Spring ~ Photo by Patrice

We are changing
Where we are.

We don’t see
What we’ve done.

We don’t belong
Where we need to be.

We are masking
Conceit with happy.

We are changing
Fortunately.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Drifting Slowly Down

April 8, 2014

Spring Crocus ~ Photo by PatriceDrifting slowly down
The last of winter softly hits the ground
Melted in an instant, turning to a rain
Flowing quickly, pouring down the drain
Now just melancholy remembrances
Of a winter almost gone.

Spring emerges, quickly coming on
Banks of snow melting, feeding
Turning to green grasses that grow
In the warm summer sun that gives strength
To all the little baby ones.

Then the cycle turns again, falling onto fall
That is when we come face to face
With the coming cold winter snow
As we see the seasons change
In a ever changing show.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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