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 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...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 29, 2017 | Affirmations, Poetry
Another day not the same A cloud, a veil Lifted Now I see my terrain. All is clear My purpose, my direction My refrain. I sing and live What gives me satisfaction Gives me A life to live. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 27, 2017 | Poetry
Actually Can’t hear The wind call. Actually Can’t tell if I’ve woke or fell. Actually Hiding inside of myself Waiting for something Something. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 24, 2017 | Look Back Friday, Poetry