by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 26, 2020 | My Musings, Poetry
The sun breaks over a brown earth Left as if dead from winter storms But then In the midst of all broke Deemed dead and dying Is a small green shoot Emerging Bringing life To a winter weary land. The warm sun gives life Nurtures The rising ones Spring Has come As...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 1, 2019 | Poetry
Grass grows up From falling spring rain As nutrients blend Into earth parched cold From winter’s freezing reign. Optimistic and hopeful Flowers bud Unfurl To warm sun rays. Babies of all kinds born Guarded lovingly by Mothers, fathers working tirelessly Feeding...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 31, 2016 | Poetry
The forest blooms with flowers gorgeous Even in the middle of a dreary night As light casts its rays across a pond Reflexing joy in every way. Suddenly I see a bee buzzing On a flower right there, in front of me Deer drink their fill and squirrels Rack up miles...