by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 19, 2019 | Look Back Friday, Poetry
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 | Mar 15, 2013 | Poetry
Winter’s cold can be a blight Forcing sensitive to be uptight Shivering, shaking lost control Looking for a soft, warm cozy hole. Howling wind does not let up Whipping tender Devouring them up. Sun is bright but freezing cold Touching frost With icicles dripping...
by Patrice | Oct 10, 2012 | Poetry
Let the autumn show my love Let it fall upon heartfelt ears Seen today amongst the treasures Gathered all these years. I will love you best you see For you are all the world Just to me. Let the autumn Share my love Here upon the land I love. For loving you I can see...