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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.)

Saturday, May 13, 2017

The Glancing Blow

As a mortal, my sins are bore by soil.
Born by result of a failed recital.
Citations in failed sight observations of oversight.
Night begat daybreak and from its womb the downfall spun.
I fell between brush strokes.
All the poses you strike could not negate the fury.
Final glances rebound within the glass; half full.
The lids squeeze tighter than we thought they could.
Should you look through this barrier you gaze will be dismissed.



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