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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, January 23, 2017

A little bit more

Slight wisps of air are rushing up to meet me
The feeling a surprise to my shins
But on I push
As if nothing can stop this running thought
With an urgency that would make my father proud
I overlook the dark and growing clouds
With one more burst of oxygen
One last thought of defeat
I cross a line existing only in my mind
No team to greet me sweetly
No flowers laid at my feet
This triumph, seemingly, alone is mine.

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