by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 17, 2019 | Poetry
Slowly hearing My heart beat soft Taking in the beauty Beneath, within and aloft. No words spoken No words need said For all is explained In a beat so soft. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2019
by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 8, 2019 | Poetry
I have to go, I mustn’t stay The world moves on there is decay But beneath the depths A spirit cries loud and clear Bring your best I’ll hold her safe, I’ll hold him dear. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 8, 2019 | Poetry
I have to go, I mustn’t stay The world moves on there is decay But beneath the depths A spirit cries loud and clear Bring your best I’ll hold her safe, I’ll hold him dear. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 7, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
Only thru the looking glass Can I see what resides Resides inside of me. Only thru the looking glass Will I be able Able to be free. Only thru the looking glass Can I really Really be me. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...