by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 11, 2017 | My Musings, Poetry
I feel the sadness, the dying life Into hibernation No movement til the unfrozen Comes back, springs to life. Melancholy knowing The ground will hold still Covered in snow And frozen ice. Through cycles of the land Eons of living life The world changes showing Birth,...
by Patrice Clarkson | Oct 4, 2011 | Poetry
Summer rain making way once again for fall colors raining down on crisp ground golden brown, vibrant and pure. Sending us on the road be prepared, be secure knowing all is full and ready for winter white that follows These lovely fall colors. Summer rain, fall colors...