by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 30, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
Sadness comes And dwells with me Again today Bringing all her baggage Hanging in taters Just like yesterday. No laughing, only crying Sullen, morose behaviour As I sit here in my misery Just like yesterday. ~ Patrice Sincere © 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 ...