by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 3, 2014 | Poetry
Long shadows crease the grass Modifying bark on a watching tree As sunlight fights With the night all day long Winning only in the morning bright. Sleep at night Feel the shadows Creeping across the grass Rising up...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 31, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
Dark and foreboding The light does not shine Muddy tracks are erased In the water running past. Grasp the heartbeat make it last Not lost in the dismal, tragic past For we are here and must trust It will, forever last. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 1, 2011 | Poetry
Sprinkle down the precipitous Falling down the cliff Catch a hold of the abyss See what falling stories hold. Mighty energetic Free fall form to keep Grasp a hold of solid ground See what does unfold Here in the deep. ~ Patrice...