Posts Tagged ‘despair’

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Confusion, Despair

January 25, 2018

Lion & Rhino Standoff ~ Pastel Art by Patrice

Confusion, despair
Don’t know
Which way to twist.

Fighting heartache
Fighting a vacuum
No air.

Survival is the call
Even if it may feel
Your back’s to the wall.

Stand true
Stand and know
There’s only one you.

You are the one
That’ll come thru
Brave, wonderful you.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Wind Blowing

November 26, 2014

Wind Damage ~ Photo by Patrice
Wind blowing
Hollering
Thru the trees
Breaking
Smashing
Everything it sees.

Cruel
Sparing none
Blowing all night
Til
The morning sun.

Devastation
Greets the day
All hard work
All blown away.

Nothing left
But clean up
Arrange
And hold back
Despair.

Know
The sun will shine
Once again
Life will go on
Even if the wind
She does blow
Strong.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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We Can Succeed

April 23, 2014

Study of hands and paint brushes ~ illustration by Patrice for New Chalice Brushes

We can succeed in this life we need
Accessing those things we hold so dear.

We can succeed whether the sky is fair
Or filled with heartache, anger and despair.

We can see our way in this life we need
For we believe we can and will succeed.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Deep In A Wretched Chasm Of Despair

October 18, 2013

Old House Window ~ photo by Patrice

 

Deep in a wretched chasm of despair
Struggling, struggling to get out
Out of there
Fallen down a well of no repair
Intimidating, dark down there.

Feel the walls
Feel their strength
They’ll help you climb back up
Into a life of freedom
Happiness, no despair.

Don’t dwell way down
Way down there
In that chasm, that well
Filled with hell
Way down there.

Bring yourself up, out
Feel the rays spreading out
Warming, bringing joy
Happiness all about
No pain.

No heartache there about
As we bask in the warmth
Of the sun, knowing
We’ll never fall back down
into that dark chasm
We’ll never, ever fall
ever at all.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Sunset Rests And Meditates

May 1, 2013

Summer Flowers ~ photo by Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

Sunset rests and meditates
Sees life in all its states
Smiling sweetly, caressing care
This is needed, we must share.

Love of life not destitute
Living on the edge of gratitude
You are mine and I don’t care
To hold the reins of any old despair.

Travel thru bright, clear day
See the sunset rise
Filling hearts far into
Lovely evening tide.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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I Have Gotten Old And Grey

April 28, 2013

I have gotten old and grey
Wrinkles on my face display
Time has passed
And alas, that child
No longer runs and plays.

White hair cascades down my face
Leaving passing time to mark me
Full, I hope with grace
All this happening
With the passing of our time.

Our despair, our joyous care
Prepares us each and everyone
For this time when old and grey
See the life we lived
Full, each and every day.
~ PatriceArt Student ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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In This House I Claim

August 28, 2012

Merry, happiness, frustration and pain
All have a place in this house I claim
None are all that places me here
Some more than others
Thats what I hear.

Work thru and challenge heartache, despair
None of which need to live here.

Open the door to the house I call mine
Tread lightly down passages
Down into time.
Touch walls built so safe and sound
Savour the flavour of the air all around
Then pad down aisles and up thru stairs
Glistening with joyous, uplifting prayers.

Cozy and tranquil is my room
Safe from danger, heartache and doom
This is where I live, this is my room
I claim it, I cherish it, I live life here
From birth to death here in my house
Here in my room.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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