I promised you that I would share a couple of the poems from soul’s door this weekend…. So here they are…


Remember if you want to buy it, Soul’s door can be found here.
I promised you that I would share a couple of the poems from soul’s door this weekend…. So here they are…


Remember if you want to buy it, Soul’s door can be found here.

Another volume of my poetry has flown to Amazon…. Buy it here. And stay tuned. I will post a couple of the poems from my newest volume in progress over the weekend. There’s also a lot of exciting stuff that I am doing right now that I will be announcing soon. I may even be sharing a short story by Serena next week.


This is the hard time for me to keep up with my blog. So I apologize. Between sick, which seems to be a yearly thing, and birthdays… February and March are busy months for me. I am also working out the details for publishing another poetry volume (Soul Door), a novel as Serena (Rust, Gore, And the Junkyard Zombie) and I have a poem that I submitted to a new E-zine (Creatives Rising)

that is releasing soon. I am also still writing more poetry and the next novel. I will be updating this blog as I can, and I promise that I will post a couple more poems here by the end of the week. Still, Please have patience with my erratic updates.

so Insomnia is kicking my butt. I decided to do a month of prompts in December… And the group did another for this month. Well I was feeling extra creative and decided to put the ones that I have done for January to lovely picture files. Please enjoy as I try to pretend that I am sleeping… Again.




©2017 by Patricia Harris
Tumblr is calling,
Porn and poetry,
Pitching me closer
To ecstasy.
Social media with no
Social anxiety.
The ability to hide out
From reality.
Though I am there
For all to see
I can hide inside
My own anonymity.

©2017 by Patricia Harris
People watching gives insight
To the one for who speech
Is nary a delight.
Introverted and shy,
Not even sure why.
Stumbling over words
Unsure if I am making sense.
Seeing fussy children,
The young through the old
Helps to make even
The shaky bold.
So I am on almost all of the social media outlets…. Though it is hit or miss on some as to how often. Tumblr is not something that I am on quite as often…. And yes I use it for poetry not porn…. Lol. It has been the best for poetry prompts. I really like prompts, as it gives me a focus to help the muse.
I finished writing Word Petals, my latest volume of poetry. However, editing and layout will be putting the likely release in January. Still, It meant that I needed a new volume. So I put in play one of the titles that I have in reserve, Soul’s Door. The new volume is already started.
Rust, Gore, and the Junkyard Zombie is still in the first round of edits. We just moved in a new home so I have been very busy, and the edits have been back burnered a couple of times. It is a priority but I have to have things like coffee and clean clothes for my editing time.
The blog/newsletter that I am doing with my sister is up and doing well. We post at least four times a week, often more…. Makes me feel like I am neglecting this one, though I have even gotten better at keeping it up.
If you are wanting to find me on the various social media outlets…. I am pattimouse nearly everywhere. Or just comment and I will answer.

I sat down to write this morning and realized that though this has been a rocky year personally…. It was a great year for my writing. I finished and published three volumes of poetry this year and am nearly done with a fourth. I put in play a pen name, Serena Mossgraves. As Serena I released a Novella (The Death of Neverland). I am nearly done with my first novel (Rust, Gore, and the Junkyard Zombie)… Just have to finish the editing, the writing is done. I have done several short stories and worked with two children’s stories. I also started collaboration with my sister on our Spiritual Gardening blog.
Looking it all over, it really does not seem like as much as it is. Still, it is more than I have accomplished before. With the end of the year nigh, I find myself looking back at the things that I wanted for 2017…and thinking ahead to what I want from 2018. I refuse to measure my life in regret, so I do not dwell on the things that went sideways. However, I do look at them and see what I can learn from what I have done. This year, though a personal hot mess, I was able to redirect myself back to my writing. I was able to make it a priority. That is behavior that I plan on continuing.
What about you? Was 2017 a good year? Why? What will be carried over into the new year?

The Typewriter
©2017 By Patricia Harris
Stuck the shelf,
Dust covered
Forgotten in the dreams
Of writer’s long gone.
Clicking clacking keys,
The E sticking,
Ink dried.
Paper jammed
As dreams once
Crammed in drawers
To hide the writer’s soul.

©2017
By Patricia Harris
In the teardrops
Falling from the broken heart
In the flower
Dancing in the soft distant wind
In that crippling moment
Of self doubt profound
In the darkness of the heart
Growing by leaps and bounds
In the joy
Of the innocence
In the faith
Of a being above
Poetry hides in all
If you but look
So many poems
For endless books