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the Periodic Writer

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

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Poetry

Thanks for Listening – A Poem

My voice would never be like radio,entertaining and eloquent fluff.I couldn't capture ears with a tune you know,or tell you all I need is your love. I knocked walls down like your new favorite podcast.When you listened, you were first... Continue Reading →

Descendents

Life says aim little chomps at the biggest dogs,to watch the world get smaller under your paws. Though I'm frightened to obey what you say,it's nothing like when they put us away. But once I danced around the woods by... Continue Reading →

A Day in the Shade – A Poem

I took hold of the muck you view me fromand sent it away with a building breeze.Benevolent breeze that breathes life to us both.But I insist before you, so that you don't choke.You awoke in muck that I share with... Continue Reading →

Synergize

What if all we ever do is revert back to the way things used to be done?

One of These Things – A Poem

I wander the room a stranger, to that new candle, those new frameswith new faces - that are strangers to me.All but one, unfamiliar. All but one, a family. I walk down the steps I remember.

Life in Waiting

Friday nights were set aside for movie popcorn and shows, now what we watch is cookie-cut and Netflix only knows. We may not get to rock that country concert tee, let's instead swap pics of our newfound favorite trees. And... Continue Reading →

Essential

Hallway smirks to a cup of caff, everyday the same. A billion germs along this lane and you'll be charged with half.

Ultimate Mood Ring – A Poem by Kendall Lynn

I witness reflections of life off oceans I often fly by. Zone out at the greatest depths, though marvel most creatures calcified. Pumpkin patches now serve snow cones which help me forget warming woes. But plants adrift across the sea... Continue Reading →

Like That – A Poem by Kendall Lynn

I bled on the snow for six blocks until I embraced the unnatural chill at my ungloved tip, followed by a pulse I imagine in moments like this. To think it must be sealing just as quickly as the sound in my mind. It's not, so I... Continue Reading →

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