by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 13, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
Everyday I see something That resembles twelve Part of nature, earth, sky The clouds. Breathing in, breathing out Spectacular as I turn Whirl about. Maybe tomorrow I’ll understand, take it all in Then tell the rest of the world What it’s all about. ~...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 25, 2017 | Poetry
Did you see me? Were you able to tell me All that needs to be said All that is held close No heartache, no dread. Did you see me? Did you feel my heart skip a beat My breath intake When I looked Looked at all the beauty. Did you see me? Will you help me Climb into the...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 25, 2017 | Poetry
Did you see me? Were you able to tell me All that needs to be said All that is held close No heartache, no dread. Did you see me? Did you feel my heart skip a beat My breath intake When I looked Looked at all the beauty. Did you see me? Will you help me Climb into the...