by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 23, 2017 | Poetry
Let me be alone to wallow In the sacrifices I thought I needed to be free No sudden anger, no hallowed ground Just loneliness, sadness These friends I seem to keep Around. ~ Patrice Patrice Clarkson – 2017
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 23, 2017 | Poetry
Let me be alone to wallow In the sacrifices I thought I needed to be free No sudden anger, no hallowed ground Just loneliness, sadness These friends I seem to keep Around. ~ Patrice Patrice Clarkson – 2017
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 1, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
Bending low the master helps The student rise high Above the atmosphere Rising into brilliant skies Where no restrictions Can hold him down. The world is his He wears it as a crown Turning now to stoop So low To assist another To this hallowed ground. He praises those...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 3, 2015 | Poetry
Sorcerer functioning Beyond the depths No one knows nor accepts The magnificence held Then released Because of you And yes Because of me. Sorcerer held to the soul Grasping, breathing life Where no one goes End of nothing Knows no bounds Stepping lightly upon the...