Leaves falling
Cascading down
Onto dying, cold
Hard ground.
Life begins
Lives
Then passes away.
That is how life lives
From the beginning
Now
And in all
The coming days.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Leaves falling
Cascading down
Onto dying, cold
Hard ground.
Life begins
Lives
Then passes away.
That is how life lives
From the beginning
Now
And in all
The coming days.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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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
Posted in Look Back Friday, My Musings, Poetry | Tagged barren, breeze, cascading, cold, dying, floating, frozen, golden leaves, hunter lurks, hushed, kill, listening, Look Back Friday, nature photography, nature photography by Patrice, November, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, raining down, snow falls, still quiet, waiting, winter ground, woods silent | Leave a Comment »
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
Posted in My Musings, Poetry | Tagged barren, breeze, cascading, cold, dying, floating, frozen, golden leaves, hunter lurks, hushed, kill, listening, nature photography, November, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, photo by Patrice, raining down, snow falls, still quiet, waiting, winter ground, woods silent | 1 Comment »
The blue of a heavenly blue
Morning glory
Reigns over all that I recall
Of summer bright
Full
Full of absolute delight.
Dying now settling down
Falling into fall
A beauty of it’s own
Reds, browns golden hues
Contrasting with a heavenly blue
Morning glory
Hanging on into fall.
When summer is long gone
And I can only recall
Those summer heavenly blues
Most of all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Posted in My Musings, Poetry | Tagged absolute delight, contrasting, dying, fall, falling, golden hues, heavenly blue morning glory, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, recall, reigns, settling down, summer | 2 Comments »
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