by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 21, 2016 | My Musings, Poetry
When I ran, played all day long The hours were long, lasting all day long Summer was at least a year Warming all day, all day long. Bees buzzed, birds sang all day long Sweet scents on breezes waffling thru As I played Ran all day, all day long ~ Patrice © Patrice...
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 | Oct 18, 2013 | Poetry
Deep in a wretched chasm of despair Struggling, struggling to get out Out of there Fallen down a well of no repair Intimidating, dark down there. Feel the walls Feel their strength They’ll help you climb back up Into a life of freedom Happiness, no...