There is something lacking in my life.
The leading part is missing
and left of blinding light.
My knees, no longer weakened by your embrace.
I stand strong as you come near me.
The thought of you no longer causes my insecurity.
I do not blame myself.
I cannot blame you.
Only time has been a burden on our child like romance.
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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