Posts Tagged ‘Look Back Friday’

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I Saw A Hummingbird Today

September 25, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Lily a hummingbird ~ Photo by Patrice

I saw a hummingbird today
Still here, hasn’t flown away
Cold nights must take a bite
Still here
Couldn’t believe my eyes
My ears.

A hummingbird flew
To the feeder so low
Thought of emptying
Sure all hummingbirds gone
Then there she was hovering
Sitting, sipping sweet nectar
In the cold rainy air.

Still here, hasn’t started
On her long flight
Sleeping thru, keeping warm
In the cold fall nights
Drinking sweet water
Filling up to embark
On a long, arduous flight.

Maybe today will be the day
She’ll fly away
Still
I saw a hummingbird
A hummingbird flew to the feeder
Today.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Find My Heart Cold

September 18, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Wicka ~ Watercolour Painting by Patrice

I find my heart cold
In charge of no life
Making no sound
Finding no life.

Lonely of course
Hardened and cruel
Seeking no justice
A master I’m sure
That is such a fool.

Sudden I hear
A kindness roar
Blood pulsing inside
Like opening a door.

For my heart is alive
Beating with life
Coursing with love
Creating a good life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Am Me

September 4, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Joanne & Cliff ~ Watercolour by Patrice

I am not a failure 

I am me

I am not a success 

I am me

I am not another 

I am me

I am me. 
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Beauty Comes

August 28, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Mom and Twiggy ~ Photo by Patrice

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty comes
Showering
Thru my window
Straight into
My waiting heart

No hesitation
Or startled start
Just
Calm enveloping
All that beats

Feeling love
Putting beauty
In
My beating heart.
~ Patrice

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Beauty

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Knowing When

August 21, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Ceile at the Beach ~ Photo by Patrice

Knowing when to go
When to stop
This is the secret to a life
Not filled with wrought.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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When You See The Greatness

August 14, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Courageous Rottie ~ Watercolour by Patrice

When you see the greatness
The majesty
You’ll also see the power
And the glory.

No stone unturned
No path untread
No heart lying
Waiting in an empty, lonely bed.

All will be together
All will be suffice
To make this world better
To give this world life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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When I Was Lost

August 7, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Costa Rican Sunrise ~ Photo by Patrice

When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.

Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.

Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.

She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.

Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.

An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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I Don’t Know

July 24, 2020

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Broken House ~ Photo by Patrice

I don’t know
What the heart doesn’t care
Buried in messed up
I sip from a cracked, broken cup
Tears run
My heart weeps
For the love, the mystery
That wasn’t mine
To keep.
~ Patrice   

© Patrice Clarkson 2016

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When The Rains Fell Down

July 17, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Blooms in a Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

When the rains fell down
The sky was blue
Feeling all the misery
That’s come to you.

Tears of sadness
Heartache blue
Rains fell, not only crying
But to comfort you.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Clouds Thunder

July 10, 2020

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Lilacs in a Storm ~ Photo by Patrice

Clouds thunder
Rain parts cloudy sky
No sunlight hits a silent ground.

Lighting strikes fear in a heart
Brought to a sudden
Wakening start.

Rain drops on a tin roof
A pinging ring in the midst of a world
Filled with all this thundering sound.

Life and breathe are brought
Given to a earth parched
Thirsting for that thundering, lighting
Rain sound.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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