by Patrice Clarkson | May 31, 2016 | Poetry
The forest blooms with flowers gorgeous Even in the middle of a dreary night As light casts its rays across a pond Reflexing joy in every way. Suddenly I see a bee buzzing On a flower right there, in front of me Deer drink their fill and squirrels Rack up miles...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 25, 2016 | Poetry
In the dusky river silence flows Flowers shimmer along the shoals No one knows which way it goes Only those that climb upon the shore Reach for heaven and nothing more. The deer, the doe drink their fill Watching always for threats and still They move with poise...