by Patrice Clarkson | May 21, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
I hear the grass growing See the leaves unfurl No clock ticking Telling them their journey Their time is now due Yet each and every year They know just what to do. The reason I’ve discovered A mind A mastermind is holding court Creating, making things The way...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 26, 2019 | Poetry
I read the lines, saw the words But no thought came to mind Had no idea what was said No vision of what to do. My soul was cold My heart frozen over My ears, my eyes Knew not what to do. My feet they left Never knowing the answer To the question asked Never knowing...