by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 27, 2019 | Affirmations, Poetry
Nothing really happens Til something moves Takes control. Nothing really happens In the morning bright Til eyes open Letting in streaming sunlight. Nothing really happens Til words are spoken From a mouth open Speaking things we need to know. Nothing really happens...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 26, 2019 | Poetry
Treacherous feelings I harbour Tonight Anger seething in my blood Tonight. Each footstep taken Keeps me in a raging hold Tonight. No answer, no salvation In the black, bleak darkness Tonight. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 25, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
Snow blows It leaves for dead Spring blossoms, warm summer Where footprints lightly tread. Deep in blowing snow Hold fast to warmth Radiating from the fireplace glow Now is not the time To let bird feeders run low. Snow white Blowing snow covers all In cold and harsh...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 22, 2019 | Look Back Friday, Poetry
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 21, 2019 | Poetry
Flowing down the page Words written by a distant sage Knowledge knowing Understanding things lost Hidden in the midst of all Which we will understand We will know When the written words Are read For our eyes will overflow. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 20, 2019 | Poetry
The farther I go The farther away I get from What has happened Yesterday. Seeking no remorse Nothing to say All is in the past That I did Yesterday. Maybe tomorrow When I’m farther away Maybe then I’ll understand the past All that happened Yesterday. ~...