Memories

Memories Memories come flooding back Some with remorse Some with a laugh track. I don’t know if anyone else Remembers it like that But I remember Memories Just like that. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

There I Am

There I am in my robe Watching closely as the earth disrobes All it’s ugly, nasty things Rising up in beauty Filled with summer and with spring. Winter’s cold, bitter hate Melted here, no distaste Only warm, fulfilling beams Creating more lovely dreams....

Now Will Come

Now will come and soon will past Memories will be what will last. Moving in transition from has been To that that lasts. Now can dream, dream at last. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2014