by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 23, 2020 | Poetry
Forbidden virtues Hidden, lost Make my life Chaos No reprimand No solicitous time Just lost Lost. Maybe tomorrow The sun will shine Maybe then I’ll see The light The reason so sublime All will be ok Right In my not tortured mind. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...
by Patrice Clarkson | Feb 26, 2015 | Poetry
Thunder crashes hearts aflame in anger Love All things no one can blame No answers right Nor all wrong found tonight Only thoughts a hunger for those Roaming a tortured mind Late in this cold, dark night. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
