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Hear My Heart Call

June 3, 2022

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Hoya Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

Hear my heart call
Hear that quiet voice
Murmur words of love
Filling all with grace.

Hear my heart call
Words to ease the pain
Sounds made from
A sweet refrain.

Hear my heart call
I’m not alone
Forever with me
In all my journeys.

Hear my heart call
Listen, listen to that sound
Hear my heart
Hear my heart call.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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You Haven’t Seen

April 17, 2019

You haven’t seen
All that needs to be seen
You haven’t heard the sound
Of a bird laughing
You haven’t been able
To show the world as one
No fractures
No acts hostile nor kind

No

That’s because
You’re not the one.

You’re part of the fibre
Enmeshed in it all
You are one of many
You are different
And still the same
You are loved and loving
In a sweet refrain
Sung by one
Who does it all

And

We don’t even know
His real name.
~ Patrice

Morning Glories ~ Photo by Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Hear My Heart Call

June 20, 2018

Hoya Flower ~ Photo by Patrice

Hear my heart call
Hear that quiet voice
Murmur words of love
Filling all with grace.

Hear my heart call
Words to ease the pain
Sounds made from
A sweet refrain.

Hear my heart call
I’m not alone
Forever with me
In all my journeys.

Hear my heart call
Listen, listen to that sound
Hear my heart
Hear my heart call.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Bon Voyage!

September 8, 2015

Bon Voyage!
On the journey of your life
Climb the mountain
See the other side
Never hesitate, never waiver
Focus on the way
The way you’re going.

Sailing Ship in Aruba ~ Photo by Patrice

Bon Voyage!
While taking thought
Of those you love
Sing a song, a sweet refrain
You’re starting on a journey
For the rest of your life.

And my advice
My advice is
Make sure you do it
You do it your way!

Bon Voyage!
On this glorious day.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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It All Looks Different

March 9, 2015

 

Morning Glory Fall ~ Photo by Patrice

 

 

 

It all looks different
But
Endlessly the same.

Made
To have significance
Without harbouring
Any name.

Trouble if you make it
Social
Just the same.

Quandary
What and where it lives
Inside of me
I hear
It’s sweet refrain.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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