Altogether pleasant
What this is unfolding
The choice made in the past
Come to fruition
Granting me what I had hoped for
Even more it seems
Time can now pass unnoticed
This conduit
My eyes
Engorge upon the find in front of me
While this visage is unwinding
And the pulse is rising
A voice of fear and warning
Constant in the concrete part of my mind
It will not be silenced
Hunger never sated
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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