by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 3, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
I know the difference Between frozen and tropical land I know light is not dark And dark is not light. I know the difference Between morning and evening light The difference is obvious They are not alike. But the in-between is hazy Not easy to read A conundrum it...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 20, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Birds singing in a far tree Silent sun’s rays breaking thru hovering Bee doesn’t know you or me. Tree leans to the sun as squirrels Scurry, gathering keys Unlocking nothing for chipmunks scold Cussing unknown foe hiding Waiting for them to go. Spring day...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 27, 2013 | Poetry
The drinks go down In the hummingbird feeder As the sun warms the sky Grass blows on a breeze Destined to bring rain To the evening’s brilliant blue sky. All seems right All seems as it should be No sight of anger Or struggle to combat. Just a spring day Over...
