The Snow Flies Quietly Down

by | Oct 25, 2016 | Poetry

Sometimes The snow flies quietly down Melting before It touches frozen ground. No thunder clap Heralds the falling down No flash of blazing light Lets us know. No roar or rush Of coming water no Just snow Snow quietly falling down. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

My Thoughts Race

by | Oct 24, 2016 | Poetry

My thoughts race I pace the floor Could it be Could I possibly Have more? My heart is open It feels good fortune’s Gentle rays Come flooding in. My head spins My ears roar My thoughts race As my jaw drops Beneath my chin To the floor. ~ Patrice   © Patrice...

Running

by | Oct 20, 2016 | Poetry

Running now Running far Can’t see the end Not so far. Running slow Then very fast Running smart To kick some ass. Running out Bringing back Running right Away from all that. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

I’ve Been In A Bad Place

by | Oct 18, 2016 | Poetry

I’ve been in a bad place My heart sad My soul disgraced I didn’t know what was pure What was right. I didn’t know, I couldn’t fight That hurt I felt It cut me through I didn’t I couldn’t sleep at night. Better now Now I feel rays of...