by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 27, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Like the night, my future seems bright Sparkling stars blinking Radiating light. No sacrifice is big enough to suffice No heartache will replace the feeling Deep within the night. I can see my way so straight and clear No darken path Will I tread my dear. ~ Patrice ©...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 23, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Sitting here thinking Thinking of things. Not much happening The morning is pleasant As clouds drift across blue sky And I hear birds sing. Problems may be many But this morning I fear not a thing. I’m just sitting here thinking Thinking of things. ~ Patrice ©...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 22, 2015 | Poetry
When the world is laughing And things are profound Stand on their steps Then lightly step down. No holes will be barred No one will curse or swear Just jovial laughing Not one bit of despair. Hear the world laughing Join the chorus of delight Smile with pleasure Let...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 21, 2015 | Poetry
Brilliant disguise Right in front of my eyes No fancy dress, no holding up A tent of darkness . Just standing there Looking like a warm, courteous thing Smile inviting Beckoning in. Trusting, I begin to move forward To be enveloped in That disguise That brilliant...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 20, 2015 | Poetry
I love the ticking of the tock No hesitation No what not Tick, Tock Tick, Tock All the time Making hours from seconds One at a time Tick, Tock Tick, Tock I love the ticking I love the tock Keeping time, no matter what Tick, Tock Tick, Tock ~ Patrice © Patrice...