by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 11, 2020 | Poetry
Cursed snow falls Blanketing life with a dirty white Melting in spring revealing No more than everything Cursed snow. Cursed snow blows Filling all nooks and crannies Whistling round corners Blowing white, blowing blind Cursed snow. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 11, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Snow soft and white Piling up Has been all night. Quietly falling Covering Blanketing all that shows. The sun will rise Shining bright On snow covered fields Blessed With a insulating layer of white. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
