by Patrice Clarkson | May 12, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes Shattering life, no respite Falling into spring cold and shivering Hovering over brave blooms As you come to make a summer home In this land that has no way To warm and comfort On this cold spring day. Fly south I’d say,...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 26, 2012 | Poetry
Snow falls softly down Down on hardened ground Covering lightly Frozen fallen leaves Dropped from lofty trees All bare Just standing there. Snow flakes gently falling Down upon the ground Lightly dusting those That can’t wait to be covered In a light atmosphere...