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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, November 27, 2016

clean your palette

my cup runs over
but is lacking for fulfillment
entertainment is dry
like my humor
and my lips
for want of a pen
this parchment is weeping
words are clunky
hard to discern
ideas, being pure
are the hardest brought to bear
would I could force an understanding to the whole of you
but, alas, you are contented in this
the force-fed state of learning
you know no different and, therefor
can I blame you for what you do not understand?


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