by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 11, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
I forgot What day this was I forget if a saddened sun shone I forget what I had for lunch. But I didn’t forget the thousands that did die I didn’t forget those that did get out alive I haven’t forgot you helped those survive. I can not forget the...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 12, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
I see a rabbit hopping Out along the back All is quiet, except honking No one could miss that! Honking geese as they fly In for their morning feast They can’t afford to miss that! Freezing rain has coated Covered all While trees hang in silence Bowing to...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 6, 2011 | Poetry
Duty must absolute demand Sorry for nothing nor Furrow no brow Masters of divine now in a scowl Unholy bliss lifting up Only those who think of buttercups. Make it right, don’t deny All those that suffer In silence nigh. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...