by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 6, 2018 | Poetry
Sweet dreams come slowly Quietly moving thru Leaving behind visions Memories I hold onto Sometimes vivid Then maybe vague They play out active There inside my head. I feel I could touch Hold tight The figures in sweet dreams That come to me In the darkness And early...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 25, 2017 | Poetry
We keep secrets We hold them tight Never exposed To see the morning light. We keep secrets Silent, secretive They speak not a word Sometimes to the grave They’re carried, never heard. We keep secrets Untold secrets We grasp them tight Feeling the burden The...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 4, 2012 | My Musings, Poetry
Rules are broken Maybe they are meant to be Don’t hold tight Release to let them free. Then we’ll see What will come about For you and for me. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2012