by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 10, 2017 | Poetry
I fell off the world’s face Down into the depths Of disgrace No hope, no saving grace Mired deep In a unholy place. Then out of that depth A saviour came Putting his arms around Making me claim my place In blessed, holy time. I live Making no mistakes Doing no...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 14, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
When everything is obscure Upside down In the loo How can I think Pleasant thoughts Laugh or cry with hilarity? Nope Not happening Crushed, lonely I trudge ahead Feeling chains Of impending dread A smile cannot cross My doomed face All joy...