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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.)

Friday, October 7, 2016

The Voice of a Poet

If you have ever spoken with me before
or if you find me after I am done reading
I will sound different.
Right now I am "The poet"
and this poem, to me, is the greatest thing in the world.
It is sacred
It must be treated as such.
It cures world hunger,
explains the upside to bestiality,
Or just the beast within.
Regardless of the message, I have to use
"The Poet's Voice"
It doesn't work for Capitan Kirk
But,
I am convinced it works for me.
As soon as I am done reading this
It will seem as though I stepped out of a
trance
Because if I emphasize my poetry just right
everyone will understand me.
Everyone will understand that no one understands me
or my vague metaphor.
Rotting meat and the flies surrounding represent me.
With any luck, all the poets here will just resent me.
Till they get on stage and use
"The Poet's Voice"


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