by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 7, 2017 | Poetry
It’s cold, it blows It doesn’t seem to want To go away. It strikes my heart Piercing all that’s warm Freezing it today. No pleading, crying Can make it melt Becoming rain on a sunny day. No, it’s cold It blows all thoughts Of lovely spring...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 6, 2017 | Poetry
Cold, dark with swampy damp Crusty mould moves over sodden land No one speaks nor do they roar Injustice reigns Gentle loving is no more. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2017
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 5, 2017 | Affirmations
Holding still and listening quietly I hear my heart say everything. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2017
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 3, 2017 | Poetry
When I sleep and rest my eyes My mind she thinks Ten thousand things Sometimes waking dragons And awful, horrible, terrible things Or she rests in peace Delving into more magic things Flying high with no restraints Unencumbered by earthful ties She...