by Patrice Clarkson | 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 –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 13, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
Friday the 13th Is fun, nothing bad Just a happening in Dover Where thousands meet To stare at Harleys In the street. No one notices palm trees Embedded in the sand Only the massive rumble roar As another bike rides in. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 14, 2012 | Affirmations, Poetry
Your book will be written Your poems submitted And your art will soar. Smile, laugh This is your time To roar. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...