Seek
Then you shall find
Hidden treasures
Most divine.
Where
Did they come from
When
Did they arrive?
Is the secret
The answer
You need to answer
To surmise.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Sadly, secret murky tiled
No hope, destitute merciless bile
Twist, turn fight and bat
Get to where the strength is at
Mess, mired deep down in
No way open can’t begin
Mutter, sputter rage and fume
Makes no difference
The rose still blooms.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013