There is no shortage of words
for someone who talks a lot
you say very little
I worry about that
I see a sea of words
but I long for the islands of ideas
sure, I will add to it
I spill my drops into the vast
ever expanding is this platform
seemingly void and spaceless
yet able to be formed
is this platform any different than are we?
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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