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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.)

Monday, May 9, 2016

The gentle passing of the strongest man

It was not long before
I started looking for the door
though I could yet not know the score
I saw the signs of looming sore
the broken bottles on the floor
foretold the gathering of more
though calm the center of the storm
the surface differs from the core
despite the drafting reek of gore
the herald of what lay in store
my body strewn about the shore
all sinews left within me tore
the searing deep began to bore
this pain was to great to ignore
no end in sight, that much was sure
why had I fallen to this lure
were there some purpose this was for
or only mad this gentle roar
though thought was rich and rage galore
the strongest heart would beat no more
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