by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 9, 2019 | Poetry
No one knows nor do they care mainly mainly just because they weren’t there. Cause it all to be forgotten Left behind pages wrote, time sodden with the tears of those left behind and forgotten. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson ~...
by Patrice Clarkson | May 16, 2019 | My Musings, Poetry
I go to write Listening for the words to form Pictured in my mind they come They take their form On the page they rest Now said, now wrote. I thank the presence That brought them to my mind Formed the thoughts to convey And then Without another word Quietly slipped...