My Bleeding Heart

  The trouble with my heart It bleeds, bleeds love It has from the start.  You can’t tell me Your heart has never felt My bleeding heart. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2019

I Hear The Grass Growing

I hear the grass growing See the leaves unfurl No clock ticking Telling them their journey Their time is now due Yet each and every year They know just what to do.  The reason I’ve discovered A mind A mastermind is holding court Creating, making things The way...

Something

The day before Something. Not sure what that is But I know, know it’s Something. I’ll go thru my life Living it to the highest heights It’ll be Something. Then afterwards When all is said and done I’ll sit back and say That was Something. ~...