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May 18, 2018
Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.
Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.
Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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May 20, 2014

Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.
Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.
Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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August 16, 2013

Battle as if it is your last
Incoming, incoming
Take no prisoners
Make sure you are the last
Standing
Never show that you are alone
Never show you care.
Battle hard
Use every weapon that you see
Leave nothing to chance
Or destiny.
Battle
Battle as if it is your last gasp
Never ever expect help to arrive
For you are the only one
Alive in your world
You must
You must survive.

Then you hear
A haunting call calming wind
And your breath is taken in
As you know
Someone great Is at the door
Someone you’ve never seen before.
Someone kind has come
To have your back
You can lay down
The weapons used to destruct
You can kneel and be kind
Knowing that you’re no longer
Or ever been
Alone.
Love is here embracing you
Treating life gently
With love coming from all around
Surrounding
Making you grow
Becoming the one you wanted
Always to know.
Battle not
Accept the love
You are not lost but found
Look all around.
~ Patrice
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April 9, 2013

Cherished deep within my arms
A love so true and so strong.
Held tightly never to let go
Held near but must let it grow.
Love is dear and that strong
Will survive even if it’s very wrong.
Cherished love does hold the key
To all that’s strong
Deep within my loving arms.
~ Patrice
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