by Patrice Clarkson | May 1, 2019 | Poetry
Grass grows up From falling spring rain As nutrients blend Into earth parched cold From winter’s freezing reign. Optimistic and hopeful Flowers bud Unfurl To warm sun rays. Babies of all kinds born Guarded lovingly by Mothers, fathers working tirelessly Feeding...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 20, 2015 | Poetry
Rain falls Pouring down Wholly drenching parched hard ground Giving life to what was once brown. Rain falls Its pouring down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2015
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 24, 2011 | Poetry
Monday morning comes and rises Bringing with it all surprises We may expect to see A But instead are confronted with Z This is right, this is real Embrace it all with lots of zeal. Clouds may thunder, pound and steal In the end they just heal Parched earth thirsty for...