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The Smell Of Lilacs Ebbs And Flows

May 19, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Lilacs ~ photo by Patrice

The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows
Over my senses
Taking me back in time
When life was slow
And in pastures green
Children laughing, playing
Running past the stream.

Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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I Journey To My Home

May 11, 2015

Teddy at the farm ~ Photo by Patrice

I journey to my home
The place where I was born.

Memories past, life I did before
Some heartache, some laughing then and now.

I journey to the place
I was born, I journey home.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Voice Speaking

March 30, 2015

Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.

Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.

Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice

Willow ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Tenderness, Loving And Caring

March 26, 2015

Costa Rican Tales

Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.

Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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Memories, Memories

July 23, 2013

Thru My Window ~ photo by Patrice

Memories, memories 
Running thru my head 
Memories that I wish would remain dead
Memories, memories come flooding in 
Full of heartache and chagrin 
Up they come from somewhere 
Somewhere profane laughing 
Chiding me of what has been 
Memories, memories sometimes 
Not the best of history that could 
Or would have been 
Memories, memories that should 
Not have been. 

Memories, memories wash them away 
With happy thoughts of yesterday 
Memories, memories. 
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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The Smell Of Lilacs Ebbs And Flows

May 23, 2013

Lilacs ~ photo by Patrice

The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows
Over my senses
Taking me back in time
When life was slow
And in pastures green
Children laughing, playing
Running past the stream.

Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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