I feel myself being flanked
the rising pressure of the ranks beside
the timing of it all is trying to break
but the feeling may never subside
I put myself into this position
the balance and counter balance of it
I am held at arms length for inspection
but the true task is just outside of my vision
I lean in close to listen
but the whispers are barely slips of hope
he slowly sips his chosen poison
and sets up for the next attack position
Welcome
Hello, and welcome to my daily poetry blog. The following poems are improvised based on my day, general reflections, or by just allowing my mind to cruise in neutral without a filter. I have been working on this for something around two years now and have amassed a lot of words. You can either go through them page by page, or check out the "Hall of Better Poems" option in the right column. Please feel free to comment on what you like or dislike, and also subscribe below if you like this sort of thing. Thanks!
- Patrick Lyndaker
(typically I will write down my ideas on paper throughout the day and I may not get in front of a computer to transfer it. So I then dump a few days worth of poems at once.)
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