Posts Tagged ‘cold’

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Crises Come

July 31, 2019

Calgary Storm Brewing ~ Photo by Patrice

Crises come
Monopolizing the mind
The spirit
Everything in the universe
Anything
Not tied down tight.

What has happened?
Why?
No answers come
Questions only
They hang in the frigid, cold
Unforgiving sky.

Do your best
Do what’s correct
What’s right
Maybe then the world will smile
Grass turn a brilliant green
And stars shine a guiding light
On everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Golden Leaves Swaying

November 2, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Golden Fall ~ Photo by Patrice

Golden leaves swaying
On a November breeze
Floating, cascading down
Landing on soon to be
Frozen, winter ground.

Woods are silent, hushed, listening
To the still quiet as a hunter lurks
Waiting to kill in the midst
Of golden leaves falling, raining down
Upon barren, dying ground.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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We Are In A Deep Freeze

January 5, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Deep Freeze ~ Photo by Patrice

We are in a deep freeze
A deep, deep freeze
Cold does not cover what it is
Breath taken away
Frozen in a frigid atmosphere.

Those you hold dear
Should not be out or near
Frozen
Smother instead with warm
Blankets of unfrozen love.

Polar bear cold
Things are froze
No one knows how deep
Or long it will go
Don’t know.

Please no longer than a sleep
Let it creep back up
Let us experience heat
No more deep, deep freeze
Oh please some heat!
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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I Saw A Hummingbird Amongst Snowflakes

May 12, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes
Shattering life, no respite
Falling into spring cold and shivering
Hovering over brave blooms
As you come to make a summer home
In this land that has no way
To warm and comfort
On this cold spring day.

Fly south I’d say, then wait a day
Before braving storms to come back
To the land you can call
A summer home once more
Yes, I saw a hummingbird
Amongst snowflakes just today.
~ Patrice

Robin's Nest in snow ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Cold, Dark With Swampy Damp

April 6, 2017

Lilacs in a Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Cold, dark with swampy damp
Crusty mould moves over sodden land
No one speaks nor do they roar
Injustice reigns
Gentle loving is no more.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Destined To Travel

April 11, 2016

Road Travelled ~ Photo by Patrice

Destined to travel a winding road
Occasionally rough, sometimes cold.

Staying to the path can be hard
Any presence must be bold.

Looking at that what lives on my path
My feet move to the left, then to the right.

Forward, backward, all is and seems right
As my destiny travels the road to the light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Don’t Know, I Don’t Know

November 24, 2015

Mulmur Hills Squirrel ~ Photo by Patrice

I don’t know, I don’t know
How the world turns
Or where storm clouds go
I don’t know, I don’t know.

I don’t know, I don’t know
Why everything has an enduring spring
A cascading fall in between
Summer hot or cold, white winter falling
I don’t know, I don’t know.

I don’t know, I don’t know
Which one shows me life to live
Steps to take through it all
I don’t know, I don’t know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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