Posts Tagged ‘destitute’

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Heaven Help, Heaven Hold

April 25, 2022
Heaven Help, Heaven Hold ~ Photo by Patrice

Heaven help, heaven hold 
the lost, the angry, the destitute
leave no one behind
let no one be lost
in the depths of heartache
at
all costs.

I have seen your light
I’ve reached, taking hold
embracing all it’s warmth
it’s love
for an eternity
untold.
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022 

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The World Is Round

December 13, 2021
The World Is Round ~ Photo by Patrice

The world is round
and
comes full round 
what is bad
turns to goodness 
that
does abound. 

Feel the change 
the transition
to 
beauty, grace
hidden in
sadness, destitute 

Maybe tomorrow
you will
see 
all this unfold
as
the world turns 
round you, round me. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

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Healthy And Whole

April 8, 2020

Grasses - Photo by Patrice

Healthy and whole
I face the day
Grateful for everything
That has come my way.

 No turmoil, no destitute
Just the rising sun’s
Rays
Warming all the land.

And grasses waving
Hello
In the meadow
Where they stand.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

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Sadly, Secret Murky Tiled

June 16, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Sadly, secret murky tiled
No hope, destitute merciless bile
Twist, turn fight and bat
Get to where the strength is at

Mess, mired deep down in
No way open can’t begin
Mutter, sputter rage and fume
Makes no difference

The rose still blooms.
~ Patrice

Wild Rose ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Sadly, Secret Murky Tiled

June 12, 2013

Sadly, secret murky tiled
No hope, destitute merciless bile
Twist, turn fight and bat
Get to where the strength is at

Mess, mired deep down in
No way open can’t begin
Mutter, sputter rage and fume
Makes no difference

The rose still blooms.
~ Patrice

Wild Rose ~ photo by 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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