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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.)

Sunday, September 4, 2016

have it both ways

'Twas ne'er a lass of such divine
Beauty to roam the rod-capped hallowed hills of mine heart
she was life, beset hither and
thither from time to time in shallow
pools of what shall come to pass
alas, I pass the casket of
Time and pain rips my heart
like a strumpet the clock of
doest lust after time while she
already hath pronounced her love of death.
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