by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 14, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Some days are sad In remembering the past The heartache and anguish Seems to last and last. You know yeas have passed You know all have moved on Yet still some days are hard The sadness seems to go On and on. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 13, 2018 | Affirmations, Poetry
Hearing all is not the same As hearing nothing No one to blame. Take the course, take the way In your head you hear Everyday. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2018
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 12, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Do I have something to say Will anyone listen Have I gone to the past That now lasts and ever lasts? What will I do if the words I spoke prove to be untrue Will I cry Will I speak of why? Don’t know the answers To those questions Illuminating my mind. Only know...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 11, 2018 | Poetry
I heard the wild goose call I heard her plaintive tone. I bowed my head in honour Of all those left Left alone. On the field of war and anger In the battle No one wins alone. I heard the wild goose call Come Come bring your brave soldiers home. ~ Patrice © Patrice...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 11, 2018 | Poetry
I heard the wild goose call I heard her plaintive tone. I bowed my head in honour Of all those left Left alone. On the field of war and anger In the battle No one wins alone. I heard the wild goose call Come Come bring your brave soldiers home. ~ Patrice © Patrice...