by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 8, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
Did you ever wonder why We did the things we thought The things we did? No one else could tell How it would go It would smell No one said or did they yell. Then its over, we could tell No morse code No Hail Mary Or playing William Tell. All’s gone, all...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 3, 2016 | Poetry
Snow falls Covers all Falling Falling Drifting to the ground. Piled high Almost to the sky Snow blows Blows Blows all around. Critters dive Into banks of white Some to hide Others to Eat Eat a hidden feast. On a ground covered There is no sound As snow falls...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 1, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
A flower wilts A flower dies Its life with us Has said goodbye. No more joy to bring Like it once did All dead, gone Done with it. A flower dies That had a life Giving beauty, joy In such a lovely life. Now is gone but in out mind We still see A flower that once...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 29, 2016 | Poetry
Sadness again rears it’s head As I think of those we’ve lost Those that are now dead. Lived lives we did share Held them close, loved them But now despair. Remember Remember those gone Not so much with sadness But rejoicing love forever long. ~ Patrice ©...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 22, 2016 | Poetry
The bottom falls out That’s when I see The dirty truth That’s been hiding From me. I didn’t know I couldn’t see All that sordid, disgusting Lying Cheating on me. Now I’m free I can see To help those in the same state That once held...