You have the skin of a dog
But you move like a cat
Not quite sure where your bones are at
It's too hard to tell where your muscles have set
With the body of a dog
And the mind of a cat
This graceful lumbering is disarming
All too often it leaves me alarmed
It was something akin to pity
That drew me to you in the beginning
A fear of what future was held in those
Seemingly broken hips
Only time would prove it
This, decided movement
There is a feline mindset
Lurking behind that canine skin
Hard to judge where the growling stops
And the purring begins
Welcome
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.)
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