by Patrice Clarkson | May 24, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
I read The old ones And believe They were spun By masters Pass deceased. They can see All spread out Far and wide They can help me Thru and be The master here Within my own Small Little destiny. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 24, 2012 | Poetry
Morose behaviour does not survive Send no one, no one need apply. Lone behaviour deemed deplored Schemed and relevant in pasted demise. Send the soldiers of disguise Flog the masters, let them see Morose behaviour does nothing In a life of mortality. ~ Patrice ...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 24, 2012 | Affirmations, Poetry
By tender mercies I live My life empowered By the holy soul That masters all life. My life. Let me live my life By tender mercies With no strife. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2012