by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 22, 2017 | My Musings, Poetry
Wouldn’t it be nice If the world laughed No one cried and in the sea No fish, no lives No one No one died. Wouldn’t it be nice If the world turned Looking at itself Making no excuses, no lies Just told the truth With open-hearted sighs. Wouldn’t it...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 16, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
In a way I can’t understand The world whirls round Making no excuses Denying no light Or darkness in the night. I don’t understand It’s not at my command How rivers run, showers fall And the world turns Again and again. Most of all I stand In the...