I found a corpse today
In the garden with a rake
Due to decomposition rate
I could not determine gender or age
Judging from how the body lay
It seemed they passed with little pain
The sun sure had it's way
Six small legs had curled away
All the same
I had to contemplate
Life,
And death,
And pain.
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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