Poetic rambling

It’s national poetry month… Which means that there is several places doing prompts and a great many poets are doing P. A. D. Challenges. Now, for my non poet readers, that stands for Poem A Day. I am however a bit of an overachiever. I am striving for three poems a day in April. So far I am ahead of the curve. Three yesterday and four today… But it is exhausting, so I may not be able to keep it up through the month. We will see. I will be posting at least one poem per week – some new, some already published. So keep an eye here for that.

Serena’s Rust, gore, and the junkyard zombie is already back in my editor’s hands. Pre-order is still available on Amazon. It’s going to be releasing May first.

April is going to be an exciting month… Keep watching to see.


Learning more, growing some

Writing of any kind is often a growth thing. A ever expanding learning experience. With soul’s door I had better equipment and access to better ability for layout than I ever have.

So thusly, it is the poetry volume that is the best looking. I am now going back and redoing the layout for the previous volumes. Not that they looked bad… Just on the kindle the poetry tended to run together. I can fix that easily now. So for the next few days I will be releasing releasing as I finish them updates to the poetry volumes I have out.

It’s all about perspective

I’m sick. And when I get sick, I get maudlin. I got a notice that I was getting a deposit from Amazon for the books that I have available. It is the biggest deposit yet, a whole $2.77. That amazes me. It is a sign that people are buying the books that I have written… Mostly poetry, but I have some children’s books and a novella (as Serena).

When I told my mother that I was published her first question was if I had made any money. At the time I stumbled with my answer because I had only made thirty some cents. The fact that I had made anything was a miracle to me, but I knew that would not be what she wanted to hear.

For me, publishing is only a way of being heard. Still, making enough from my writing to buy a drink…. Well it humbles me. Would I like to be able to pay the bills through it? Well of course. I am not stupid. I just choose to be thankful for the small things. How often does changing the perspective change the way something feels?

Small miracles lift up the downtrodden. I choose to see this as a small miracle, so that I am uplifted. What perspective can you change to adjust your view?

For those looking to buy

This is what’s out for all editions.

Will post for each as i finish them.  



A Pocketful of Poetry 



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/Pocketful-Poetry-Patricia-Harris-ebook/dp/B009XG5FKW/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1448293762&sr=1-5


Epub – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/pocketful-of-poetry-patricia-lynn-harris/1122477976?ean=2940157783174


paperback – http://www.amazon.com/Pocketful-Poetry-Patricia-Lynn-Harris/dp/1515266451/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_5_twi_pap_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1448293762&sr=1-5



Creative Juices 



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B00JY0FSTA/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1448768721&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX110_SY165&keywords=creative+juices+patricia+harris


Epub –  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/creative-juices-patricia-lynn-harris/1122497501?ean=2940158075551


paperback – http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1516812573/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1448768721&sr=8-1



Castle Truth (a novella) 



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/Castle-Truth-Patricia-Harris-ebook/dp/B00ATTA1RO/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1449767867&sr=1-2


Epub – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/castle-truth-patricia-lynn-harris/1122485886?ean=2940158076152


paperback – http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1515362396/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1449767867&sr=1-2



word play 



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/Word-Play-Patricia-Harris-ebook/dp/B0196XVPTQ/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_6_twi_kin_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-6


Epub – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/word-play-patricia-lynn-harris/1123137433?ean=2940157688929


paperback. – http://www.amazon.com/Word-Play-Patricia-Lynn-Harris/dp/1519794983/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_6_twi_pap_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-6



Sacks of Wit



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/Sacks-wit-Patricia-Harris-ebook/dp/B010RXNR8G/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-1


paperback – http://www.amazon.com/Sacks-Wit-Patricia-Lynn-Harris/dp/1516894332/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_1_twi_pap_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-1



Pip the Pup



mobi – http://www.amazon.com/Pip-Pup-Patricia-Harris-ebook/dp/B009KS4U4U/ref=la_B012U5ZRD2_1_4_twi_kin_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-4


Epub- http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/pip-the-pup-patricia-harris/1123533878?ean=2940157717315


paperback – http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1516920694/ref=tmm_pap_title_0?ie=UTF8&qid=1451694114&sr=1-4



 Bedtime Tales I: 

 The Teddy Bear Picnic 



Mobi – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01CZK88NS


Epub – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/mobile/w/bedtime-tales-the-teddy-bear-picnic-patricia-harris/1123533868?ean=2940157717261


Paperback – https://www.createspace.com/6142704



Bedtime Tales II: The Princess Lost



Mobi – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M4G8PJL


Paperback – https://www.amazon.com/Bedtime-Tales-Princess-Lost-2/dp/1539455718/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1478895558&sr=8-1



Life Drops



Mobi – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01KGIK8G6


Paperback – https://www.createspace.com/6502919



Wayward Dreams 


Mobi – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MTTIJEP



Or visit my author page and I will post it on there as soon as any new ones are available!


Head in my hands,

I have lain.

Frustration rules my brain.

Doubts rearing,

Words written

With no readers opinions

To reach and sway.


Crippling doubt

Searing the mind,

Taking the muse

Leaving only frustration behind.


The pen a sword,

With a double edge so keen.

Severing the need,

Laying the heart so bare.


No voice 

Power stolen,Silence woven.

No voice left 

To the soul broken. 

Humanity removed, 

Difference exposed. 
Protesting the darkness 

For sake of grasping the light,

Only to find the soul

Just too weary to fight.
A voice stolen completely away 

Left by society silent today. 

For though I speak clearly, 

There is no one to hear me.

Words are painful

So you say
Words can’t hurt you,
Such bravado to be shown.
Strength in mind,  and heart,
Forgotten dreams,
Into the fury thrown.
For though the mind is strong,
The tongue is sharp.
Cutting the soul,
Slicing deep.

The pen is mighty,
No sword so sharp.
Each slice exquisite,
Laying vein
outside the skin.
Making me wish
The words mute