by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 13, 2020 | Look Back Friday, My Musings, Poetry
We’re ‘In It’s Grip’ but not the weather. Stay safe and well <3
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 28, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
In it’s grip It’s grip so tight Hearing ice crack As limbs fight to stay aloft In the cruel, bleak night Sparks shoot into the sky Wires break, electricity dies. We wait for help, to understand A world changed, transformed Across our little plot of...