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the Periodic Writer

I stole all of the words, but the thoughts are original.

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Poetry

Resist to Regret – A Poem by Kendall Lynn

Resist to reclaim- pressure builds, then caves. Soon lungs collect to fill space that was left. Resist to revive any words beyond mine. Soon fingers crack recording all I lack. Resist to believe what you say, for what I see.... Continue Reading →

Better – A Poem by Kendall Lynn

A boil builds beneath his rimless frames. The boy is all that's shared within their home. The car is warm, stilling wicked winter. Perhaps, it fades along the drive away. The boy becomes entranced by gates of snow. Inside a queen... Continue Reading →

If Rings Could Strut – A Poem

My house is a hoard of coasters.  Each night I round them up from their strut across my tables.  They multiply but most stay dry for I take in few guests these days.  Still I don't know why they spill out as a reminder.  You... Continue Reading →

Polar Opposites – A Poem by Kendall Lynn

Perhaps, there was some fight up there, or stratospheric spat. But now there's talk of wintry air and all we fear is that. The climate cries keep falling flat while temps and seas still bubble. Though one snow day can't bring us back, it could... Continue Reading →

Special Delivery – A poem by Kendall Lynn

My eyes opening from destined cosmic debris Surface elements scavenged between moon and me What lies next, I will not see

Dogs Looking Up – A poem by Kendall Lynn

I noticed my dog look up towards the sun. why was this act so unnatural to me? There wasn't a bird nor squirrel in the trees. Why had he been so intrigued? I let him play from a box of... Continue Reading →

A Thought to my Mirror – A Short Poem

If only you could sink below the surface, deep beneath their rosy cheeks and break through the lying teeth. I'm nothing new to see, but speak free in blurred flurry. It isn't that I'm weak, just shades of jaded mystery.

Happy Thoughts

On my face are the wrinkles of happy, I don't let sorrow stick around anymore. Though we learn from the ones we envy, our lines are defined by the ones we adore. I've made peace in the turning of pages.... Continue Reading →

This Colossal Miss.

Slowly, our galaxies were colliding. A meeting astronomically abiding, all while breathless desires heightened. The peppered pass was a savored journey, a star-filled dance elegantly curving. Each winding with care yet left yearning. A connection long lasting deep in the... Continue Reading →

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