by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 30, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Falling softly Laying quiet upon the ground No sound tells the story No wind whispers words That made snow Come falling down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2018
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 2, 2017 | Poetry
Leaves floating down Falling, resting Finally On the ground. No crash is heard No weeping cry Only silent sounds echoing Throughout the sky. My soul too Does fall down Reaching up, clasping pieces To soften, the floating down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 16, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Rain, pouring rain, cold, colder still Chills falling, falling down again Winter’s come, pass the fall Summer’s gone, we’ve missed it all. One thing we can do Is pray for spring, feel the dew Then summer’s warmth will arrive Holding us, in her...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 1, 2014 | Poetry
Then the rain came falling down Sparks of water splashing on the ground Feeding life to all beings found Resting only in between showers pouring Raining down Soaking up the fallen down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 27, 2013 | Poetry
Snow is falling softly down. Floating over cold barren ground. Covering messes muddy brown. Snow is falling. Softly coming down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...