by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 28, 2019 | Affirmations, Poetry
Leaves falling Cascading down Onto dying, cold Hard ground. Life begins Lives Then passes away. That is how life lives From the beginning Now And in all The coming days. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 3, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Golden leaves swaying On a November breeze Floating, cascading down Landing on soon to be Frozen, winter ground. Woods are silent, hushed, listening To the still quiet as a hunter lurks Waiting to kill in the midst Of golden leaves falling, raining down Upon barren,...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 24, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
The blue of a heavenly blue Morning glory Reigns over all that I recall Of summer bright Full Full of absolute delight. Dying now settling down Falling into fall A beauty of it’s own Reds, browns golden hues Contrasting with a heavenly blue Morning glory Hanging...