by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 23, 2020 | Poetry
Forbidden virtues Hidden, lost Make my life Chaos No reprimand No solicitous time Just lost Lost. Maybe tomorrow The sun will shine Maybe then I’ll see The light The reason so sublime All will be ok Right In my not tortured mind. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 16, 2019 | Poetry
Melancholy raining, dripping down No obvious reason can be found Spreading cross the quiet landscape Resting briefly on a innocent face Then running down On tears of those lost, wandering round. Maybe someday a bright sun will shine Dark, foreboding...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 25, 2019 | Poetry
Words have gone Lost, forgotten, laying strewn Across a uncaring lawn. No time to pick them up No time to remember What has been forgot. Words were said Yet no one remembers exactly Or just what. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 19, 2019 | Poetry
Stomach tied in a knot Don’t know what is, what’s not Blessed be the ones That know their path, their way No one need show. Me, is it me alone Doesn’t know the way Can’t see the trail Lost in woods dark and travail Calling out is of no avail....