by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 25, 2019 | Poetry
The world turns, it goes Then comes back around No breath is taken Except on its sacred ground. The future is hidden The past is the past Nothing now will forever Last. Turning slowly, turning fast The world is ours Hold on It’ll be a blast. ~ Patrice © Patrice...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 22, 2019 | Look Back Friday, My Musings, Poetry
In these times of strife, anger, hatred and racism, maybe, maybe this is the answer.
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 20, 2019 | Poetry
Feeling the heart pound Listen Listen to that sound. Life is given, taken away Only the heart moving Signifies life breathes We live We live today. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2019
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 19, 2019 | Poetry
Solely, I Miss the heart that beats Leaving behind a foggy mist Never to dissipate. Answers few, mostly none Moving forward Emotions on the run. Embrace and hold Respect and see Loving you meant loving me. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 18, 2019 | Poetry
When I hear my heart Pounding My breath takes away All the fear I had living Past yesterday My feet planted in heaven My arms embracing love Now I can face tomorrow Knowing I had you my dear Sweet love. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 15, 2019 | Look Back Friday, Poetry