by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 8, 2020 | Poetry
Healthy and whole I face the day Grateful for everything That has come my way. No turmoil, no destitute Just the rising sun’s Rays Warming all the land. And grasses waving Hello In the meadow Where they stand. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 9, 2020 | Poetry
Morning rain falls Resting in puddles All along the path As rainbows glisten in drops Radiated by a rising sun. No ones whistles For the sound would break The quiet of raindrops falling Moist, life giving drops Soaking into earth parched From a now brighting sun. By...