by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 19, 2019 | Look Back Friday, Poetry
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 23, 2015 | Poetry
There I am in my robe Watching closely as the earth disrobes All it’s ugly, nasty things Rising up in beauty Filled with summer and with spring. Winter’s cold, bitter hate Melted here, no distaste Only warm, fulfilling beams Creating more lovely dreams....
by Patrice | Oct 12, 2012 | Poetry
Snow falls coming lightly down Melting ‘fore hitting ground Thoughts of pureness flowing down Freezing out illness, blight Softly pushing them far into night Cleansing, keeping warm Cold dark earth on the ground. Snow falls I can see Cleansing too my...