Posts Tagged ‘mine’

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When The Time Is Right

July 20, 2018

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Tiger ~ illustration by Patrice

When the time is right and my heart is not cold
When I see things clear from stories told
When madness isn’t a partner in that yet to unfold
When I can stroll thru sadness unscathed and bold.

Then is when my journeys mine
And I’ll hold no grief for that which is not or won’t be kind.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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In The Morning

December 5, 2017

Red Sunset ~ Photo by Patrice

In the morning
The sun does rise
Spreading warmth, beauty
Across the skies.

Mine to behold
Mine to see
Mine to be part of
Forever, into eternity.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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In My Dream

September 29, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Heron in the creek ~ photo by Patrice

In my dream
I see fortune full of destiny
Mine to have
Mine to be
Let me begin living
This my dream
In that destiny
I see.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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World’s Face

January 10, 2017

Mulmur Hills Farmland ~ Photo by Patrice

I fell off the world’s face
Down into the depths
Of disgrace
No hope, no saving grace
Mired deep
In a unholy place.

Then out of that depth
A saviour came
Putting his arms around
Making me claim my place
In blessed, holy time.

I live
Making no mistakes
Doing no crime
I see the world’s true face
It is such a wondrous place
And is now mine.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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Just What Kind?

March 6, 2015

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Just what kind of birds do you get at your feeder?
Mine seem a little different.

Deer at Feeder ~ Photo by Patrice

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Why It Happened And Where

September 24, 2014

Why it happened and where
Is not, I suppose
My affair.

Doesn’t stop the questions
Doesn’t make my heart open
Willing to share.

Not my affair
Not mine, not mine
I should not care.

But I do
And I wonder what happened
Even if it’s not
My affair.
~ Patrice

Heather's Shelties ~ Watercolour by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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When The Time Is Right

July 30, 2014

Tiger ~ illustration by Patrice

When the time is right and my heart is not cold
When I see things clear from stories told
When madness isn’t a partner in that yet to unfold
When I can stroll thru sadness unscathed and bold.

Then is when my journeys mine
And I’ll hold no grief for that which is not or won’t be kind.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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