Posts Tagged ‘nature photography by Patrice’

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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 Saw A Hummingbird Amongst Snowflakes

May 12, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes
Shattering life, no respite
Falling into spring cold and shivering
Hovering over brave blooms
As you come to make a summer home
In this land that has no way
To warm and comfort
On this cold spring day.

Fly south I’d say, then wait a day
Before braving storms to come back
To the land you can call
A summer home once more
Yes, I saw a hummingbird
Amongst snowflakes just today.
~ Patrice

Robin's Nest in snow ~ photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Sometimes I Think

May 5, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Old Car ~ photo by Patrice

Sometimes I think you don’t get smarter with age.
You just get older. ~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Pleasure, Focus Let It Be

April 28, 2017

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Sailing Ship in Aruba ~ photo by Patrice

Pleasure, focus let it be
The main thing
To bring you
To your destiny.

Happiness is not something
You leave outside
But accompanies you inside
Staying by you thru all
Thats going to be.

Laugh, joke
See the reason
The sun does rise
Leaving behind dark
Brooding skies.

Your choice all this be
Happiness, pleasure
Laugh and see.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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All I Can Know

January 9, 2017

Filtered Sun ~ Photo by Patrice

All I can know
You have given me.

Nothing is left
Out of my destiny.

No heart pumps
Without a soul,

No mind smiles
Unless they know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

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There Was A Time When We Were Old

December 16, 2016

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Old Farm ~ photo by Patrice

There was a time when we were old
We’d laugh and cry as life did unfold
No remorse for things gone by
Only clamour for a sweet
Haunting lullaby.

Ancient wrinkles on a child’s face
Laughing, crying filled with grace
No honour lost, no rushing pace
No deadline met, only loving grace
Masking love on a loving face.

In a time gone by we may have met
Laughed and cried, no heartache wept
What a wondrous thing
When we were young and therefore old
In a time when we spun together
Treasures made of gold.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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I Dreamed Last Night

November 18, 2016

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

I dreamed last night
And
I don’t know why.

I dreamed last night
Of a time gone by
Of power and might
And travel
At the speed of light.

I dreamed last night
The world is old
We have been here
For years untold.

I dreamed last night
Of losing power and might
Living
In bewilderment and strife.

I dreamed last night
From elsewhere we came
On a flash of light
Brightening the sky
Lighting the night.

This I dreamed last night.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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