by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 11, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
9/11 will be seen As a time of horror Heartache And oh, such bravery When 9/11 angels were sent to heaven Too much hate No saving. Buildings will dissipate But lives lost or ruined Will be remembered Then, now and for decades The reason lost on most, everyone...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 27, 2015 | Poetry
We were walking along the road In the quiet dusky light Robins sang, frogs croaked In the evening with delight. When we heard The roar of a mighty engine Back beyond the curve Still far, far out of sight. The roar sped nearer Louder, round the corner Charging cross...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 4, 2012 | Poetry
I saw death today And it wasn’t far away Shattered lives, writhing pain Ashen grey trying to focus Make sense of mistakes made Tragic, senseless crash I saw, I saw death today. Pieces strewn all over Stricken faces numb in horror Helpless, terror I saw Souls...