by Patrice Clarkson | May 6, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
A deer came by my window She stopped. looked me in the eye She flicked her tail, twitched her ear As she listened for danger near by Then on down the path she went No longer seen by me Disappearing into the woods On this bright beautiful, sunny day. A few minutes...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 20, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
So much has changed The world is not, not the same. Death, anger, disarray Where do I belong in this change Playing out on what seems a sunny day. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2014
