Cursed Snow

by | Feb 11, 2020 | Poetry

Cursed snow falls Blanketing life with a dirty white Melting in spring revealing No more than everything Cursed snow. Cursed snow blows Filling all nooks and crannies Whistling round corners Blowing white, blowing blind Cursed snow. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...

Husk Falls

by | May 20, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry

Husk falls, dropping to the ground Seeds of wonder spattered all around. Dead or dying not necessarily their fate Taking food, taking strength From the earth, the ground on which They were spat, they grow and create. Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees Strong and...

Sometimes Sadness Falls

by | Sep 4, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry

Sometimes sadness falls So far Desperately need not Feel that scar Sadness Melancholy breeding Gaining ground. Spreading out Seeping deep Within the psychic far Oh so far around. Trembling lips reach out Grabbing, holding on No hollow Shallow victory But a life Maybe...