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I Feel Your Presence

May 12, 2022
I Feel Your Presence ~ Photo by Patrice

I feel your presence  
Your breath softly
Falling in and out 

I hear your call 
Your mournful voice 
Reaching out 

I remember
Your presence here 
Now gone 

I miss you 
I miss you so 
My love 

You’re all 
All
I think about. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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The Necessity

April 14, 2022
The Necessity ~ Photo by Patrice

The necessity has come 
Has gone 
All that’s left is
Beyond my grasp, my hold 
It’s gone
It’s gone. 

Make no mistake 
I needed all 
But holding on
Wasn’t me 
Wasn’t
What I could become 
No, no 
Not at all. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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Time Gone Bye

June 16, 2021

I sit here and write 
Of a time gone bye 
Of a time when laughter 
Reached
Hit the sky. 

When smiles
Were all you needed 
To be 
To be happy and carefree. 

But that time has passed 
That time has gone 
The world is dark 
Sorrow 
Misery all around. 

Maybe tomorrow 
A time will come 
Full of laughter 
Happiness 
All good things to come. 

I will live there 
I will survive 
I will taste good times 
They’ll be mine once again 
Soon and in
The sweet bye and bye. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Sweet Sorrow in your passing Shirley
❤️ Rest in Peace dear Sister of Life ❤️

 

Time Gone Bye ~ Photo by Patrice
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Now

March 20, 2020

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Great Danes from Purina's Hall of Fame ~ Watercolour by Patrice

Wandering now
Where I’ve never been

Seeking now
Things I’ve won’t begin

Leaving now
Thoughts I shouldn’t have held so tight

Gone now
From the darkest night

Flowing now
On a path not so straight

Holding now
Promise as I go to the light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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One Day

November 6, 2019

 

Mulmur Hills Squirrel ~ Photo by Patrice

One day will all go away
not sure why, not sure how
but gone, gone away
in the future, like the past
someday
this day will become
that day.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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The Coldness

October 4, 2019

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Fall Leaves ~ Photo by Patrice

The coldness covers and blossoms
Amongst dead and dying leaves
No heart is safe from these icy fingers
Embracing you, embracing me.

Covering, spreading across the land
Bringing cold some won’t withstand
Then it’s gone
Gone from the hidden, sleeping land.

Replaced by warmth growing
Flowering in the meadow, blooming in a tree
Another season guides life to expand
Spreading across this land
Thats’s in front of me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Sadness Is A Part Of Me

June 20, 2019

 

Sadness is a part of me
Loss of one so very dear
To me
Gone a long time ago
But no one told me
I didn’t know.

Her heart was pure
Her soul glowed bright
I can see her smile
Her gentle nature
Such a delight.

In the years
That have passed
We talked little
Distance, time
Seemed to be an
Impasse.

But you were there
I was here
Sharing a love so full
For horses, boxers
And a mate who
Completed, giving all.

Now must accept
Gone to be in heaven
Where with all who
Have gone before
Happily sharing laughter
Memories by the score.
~ Patrice

Carol - my Friend

Rest in peace my Friend Carol – Oct. 6/18

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Sorely Saddened By My Loss

October 19, 2018

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Horses on the hill ~ Photo by Patrice

Sorely saddened by my loss
So very hard to pay this cost
Of living life with those I love
Now gone, I pay the price
For loss of them in this life.

But

I’ll gladly pay that price again
For the years of love
I’ve been given
It’s priceless even though
I know
I’ll be sad down the road.

Saddened by my loss
Is a price I’ll gladly pay
To have had you in my life
Even if for just a day.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Aggy Died Five Years Ago Today

March 12, 2018

Aggy died five years ago today.

Such a sweet and gentle soul who never rose to lofty heights in the sport
chosen for her

Schutzhund 01 ~ Aggy

Hers was not a career of high scores, trophies and trials won

Schutzhund 02 ~ Aggy

She didn’t want that.
It was not in her nature even though her breeding said she should excel.
She didn’t see the sense in it.

 

Aggy Sleeping _ Photo by Patrice

She did see sense in love, hugs, play and snuggles. The highlight of her day was cuddles on the sofa between myself and my husband. In between us so that she could sniff, touch his hair, be near him. She adored him.
He only saw our rottie, Ursa.

 

Her and I had history. I was the one who insisted she train,
keep working in the sport, live up to what was expected of her. Patrice & Aggy competition of her BH Even when she let me know without any doubt how she felt.
She held a grudge in this, she always remembered and didn’t think I should forget either.

 

Aggy loved the strong, handsome type of guy.
And that would be Kado, the big, gentle Cane Corso around the corner.

Kado ~ Photo by those who loved him

To go over to Kado’s home, hang out, play in his backyard,
race around the pond was so much enjoyment for her.
Even then, she got shortchanged.

Kado had eyes only for Ursa.
She would watch them play, Kado going into the pond,
retrieving a toy then coming out and giving it to Ursa. They’d play with it and then they would do it all over again.
Aggy would try and attract his attention, get him to notice her.
He never did that I saw.
In this, she never held a grudge or blamed Ursa.
They were best friends, confidants, kennel mates, soulmates. Patrice, Aggy and_Ursa ~ Self-portrait

Five years ago on this day, there was no hope, no cure,
no medication to reverse the outcome.
Aggy was true to her nature, her way of doing things,
no matter what others thought how she should act.

Her attitude that day as my husband tried to say goodbye,
spend time with her alone, you could see her saying,
“You didn’t have time for me when I wanted you too, forget it now!” Aggy

 

And then with her characteristic determination, she headed for the truck.
Her jaw set, her focus clear. I could hear her say,
“Lets get this over with before I change my mind”. 

Sitting in the back of the truck, my husband driving,
her focus, I believe was on what was to come.
She sat, watched the countryside past.
I cried, reached back and tried to comfort her.
She paid no attention.  Aggy & Patrice on her 1st Day ~ Photo by JohnWhen the time came, she was her dear sweet, gentle, brave, stoic self.
I sobbed. She kept herself in control. No emotion.
Tough.
Just as the death sentence took over, she looked up to the sky.
Watching something high over my shoulder.
I was afraid to look back, to see what she was seeing.
A quiet calmness came over her, her rigidity was gone.
She was gone.

Loving ~ Photo by Jennifer Clark

I brought her collar home.
Ursa held her head up, her neck outstretched waiting for me to put it on her.
I did. I sobbed and held her close.
We mourned our friend, our loved one together.

 

Aggy, you taught me much.
You taught me to stick to my beliefs
Follow my heart despite all those who believe they know what is best for me
Never waver, never lose hope
Speak your mind, no matter the consequences, you will survive
And above all,
Love unconditionally

Our AggyAggy, sweet Aggy
I love you, love you still,
Unconditionally.
~ Patrice  

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Once More I Write 2013

January 6, 2017

I wrote this 4 years ago but believe it still applies today.
Something to strive for, to accomplish.

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Once more I write 2013. Still strange and scary in some way.

Gone, lost, done is the 2012 year.
Whatever I had wanted to accomplish in that year
I did – or – I didn’t.
It has ended now and I can’t change one bit of it.
Regrets? Yes.
Devastating? Most certainly.
Truly heart-warming? Yes, and much more.

Now I must move on, make this new year the best that I can.
Will I have setbacks and heartache?
Most likely.
But I know I will also have experiences that will take me to the top.
Joy, happiness, success and most of all, love.
This I know because I will make it so.
This is my plan. My resolution for this new year.

Come join me, make it your best year yet. Filled with happiness, love and those wonderful experiences that will carry you thru any dark days that do occur.
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