by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 12, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Let me settle down My anger now is very, very profound. You took a life, meant nothing to you Just something in your way With a swipe, you took a life away Didn’t miss a stride nor did your heart skip a beat You went on like nothing bad marked your soul Or was...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 3, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Golden leaves swaying On a November breeze Floating, cascading down Landing on soon to be Frozen, winter ground. Woods are silent, hushed, listening To the still quiet as a hunter lurks Waiting to kill in the midst Of golden leaves falling, raining down Upon barren,...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 20, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
Monster caught Without a shot Only a few hundred Just before But then he’d killed Some more. Now folks can sleep And get some rest A monster kills No more. His brother dead Shot in the head But not before Bombs blew again Once more. Hid himself The monster did...