by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 27, 2016 | Poetry
The sky is beauty Flowers be The most beautiful Anyone could ever see. Summers’ come It’s weaving a warm, soft web Enveloping all spring’s brought From winter’s dread. ~Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 29, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Sweet water greets those flying from the south A long time since said goodbye Now spring beckons them to our house Heavy, sweet ruffled feathers Shook out to contain some heat Refilled from drinking that that’s sweet. Tiny and big spring flowers bloom Holding up...
by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 23, 2015 | Poetry
There I am in my robe Watching closely as the earth disrobes All it’s ugly, nasty things Rising up in beauty Filled with summer and with spring. Winter’s cold, bitter hate Melted here, no distaste Only warm, fulfilling beams Creating more lovely dreams....
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 7, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
For all I know The world may not be round It could be full of crowded, crumbly ground Coming up, breaking down For all I know. For all I know Birds sing to bring joy and happiness In the chilly, warming spring For all I know. For all I know The squirrel runs, the...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 31, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Must be close to spring For squirrels are making out On the deck railing. Must be close to spring For deer are eating Sprigs of exposed grass Instead of bark and things. Must be close to spring For redwing blackbirds sing A lovely song of spring. Must be close...