by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 10, 2019 | Poetry
Snow comes flying down laying waste to brown ground swirls, banks of white blowing on into night. Hiding the sun, the moon making all the landscape a stark sight enveloping the earth like a giant cocoon . It may be tomorrow all will melt til then enjoy the scene and...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 9, 2019 | Poetry
No one knows nor do they care mainly mainly just because they weren’t there. Cause it all to be forgotten Left behind pages wrote, time sodden with the tears of those left behind and forgotten. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson ~...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 6, 2019 | Look Back Friday, Poetry
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 5, 2019 | Poetry
Seldom do I see the likes of you heading down the same path as me. We talk and laugh, pass the time of day never once thinking what has happened yesterday. This moment is all we have Never looking forward to what may come in future days. Then I’ll...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 3, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
Would you be mine til the end of time? Would you hold me close taking no notice of how long a time? Would you love me more than Julius to Cleopatra or just as much if not more? Would the sweet scent of love fill your nostrils evermore? Leaving nothing else to take...