by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 6, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
Nelson is dead Can’t believe these words I just have said. A brave, courageous man Lived a life to make it better For all men. I bow my head in reverence Say a pray For those left behind. For you see there will never be Another such great And wondrous, loving...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 17, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
The barking woke her with a start To a smoke filled room she must depart She knew that barking saved her life That awful, fateful night. Through the flames she did race Flying down the stairs with saving grace Outside on the lawn, there she realized The barking was...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 12, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes Shattering life, no respite Falling into spring cold and shivering Hovering over brave blooms As you come to make a summer home In this land that has no way To warm and comfort On this cold spring day. Fly south I’d say,...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 29, 2012 | Poetry
Today is a sad day Full of memories and dreams Caught amongst the reality Of a death ever so serene. His time had come He wanted to leave Not making it any easier Just had to let him go. Today is a sad day Full of memories and dreams A brave, courageous, loving guy...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 11, 2011 | Poetry
Poppies grow On the hill Down the valley And across the road. No one knows How many bow Giving homage To those that fell. Giving their lives For us to be free Never once stopping Turning back round No, such brave ones Onward they’d go. I honor and bow To the...