Posts Tagged ‘grasp’
November 16, 2021
Like winter winds that blow
Our lives can be tossed
To and fro.
So grasp with vigour and hold on so tight
To live thru your winter and bask once again
In
A summer’s delight.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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June 2, 2021
Feel the anger
The pressure baring down
Grasp the lighter, redeeming saviour
Hold him close
Move to higher ground.
Let no one’s hatred, anger find you
For you have a buffer,
A wall of love all around
You are safe
No more pressure baring down.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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March 3, 2014

Long shadows crease the grass
Modifying bark on a watching tree
As sunlight fights
With the night all day long
Winning only in the morning bright.
Sleep at night
Feel the shadows
Creeping across the grass
Rising up
Holding darkness in it’s grasp.
Your heart is safe
Shadows will see to that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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October 31, 2013

Dark and foreboding
The light does not shine
Muddy tracks are erased
In the water running past.
Grasp the heartbeat make it last
Not lost in the dismal, tragic past
For we are here and must trust
It will, forever last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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November 1, 2011

Sprinkle down the precipitous
Falling down the cliff
Catch a hold of the abyss
See what falling stories hold.
Mighty energetic
Free fall form to keep
Grasp a hold of solid ground
See what does unfold
Here in the deep.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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