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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, October 10, 2016

the one that got away

I forge this in a likeness:
Concrete and liquid.
Fiery beneath.
Solid in instability.
The touch of which has left it's mark.
A finger print, seen by all.
Misunderstood,
Never since or before this life created seen.
Hell flashes within angelic eyes.
Set in life's afflicted gaze.
Cold metal, forced through warm flesh.
Releasing pain and stress as it passes.
Dark streaks.
Shadows of the trying years.
Lost dreams reflected in the broken dishes strewn about.
Cast haphazardly like,
hairs pulled from a once-tight ponytail.
one moment.
Eyes close.
Breathe deep.
Hands relax.
Lips purse.
Dam breaks and life crashes.
Smashes bodies on rocks.
Sends you again to stalk the beach.
Gathering the broken dishes to form a new lost dream.
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