by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 8, 2019 | Poetry
Terrible times do happen They wind around time Twisting, turning Making taking a breath Seem like a crime. But they will pass The sun will shine The sky beam a cerulean blue Pouring rain washing away Terrible times residue. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 7, 2019 | Poetry
Sacrifice is what we do Sometimes it’s good Sometimes we should just Press ‘undo’. Your heart knows What’s best to do What’s best for you. Listen quietly Listen loud It’ll always bring you Thru. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 6, 2019 | Poetry
Hear the world come to it’s end Listen to mourning flowers Sway to and fro And then Hear the mighty mountains Roar their anger Frustration To all that’ll listen. Hear the world plead Cry For those lost In the mayhem. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 1, 2019 | Poetry
Sleepless night Bringing early morning light Restful peace eluding senses Throughout the dark The long, question filled night. No answers come Only questions filling, swirling Round my exhausted mind No time to sleep, to rest To dream of better times. ~ Patrice ©...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 31, 2019 | Poetry
Crises come Monopolizing the mind The spirit Everything in the universe Anything Not tied down tight. What has happened? Why? No answers come Questions only They hang in the frigid, cold Unforgiving sky. Do your best Do what’s correct What’s right Maybe...