by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 9, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Precious little Comes to mind When I hold the world So divine. Precious little Crosses my mind as flowers bloom Streams run wild Mountains are so fine. Precious little Is on my mind I can’t decide whether to run away Relish or to hide. Precious little Is mine...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 3, 2016 | Poetry
Snow falls Covers all Falling Falling Drifting to the ground. Piled high Almost to the sky Snow blows Blows Blows all around. Critters dive Into banks of white Some to hide Others to Eat Eat a hidden feast. On a ground covered There is no sound As snow falls...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 22, 2013 | Poetry
See the depth there inside Where no one can or could ever hide. There inside let me be the one who stands And sees what can be not that what shouldn’t be. See the depths close you eyes Be at peace because here inside you can reside Safe secure til all is...