Scraps of a Love Letter, Poetry by Patro

Genre: Philosophical

Scraps of a Love Letter
by Patro

Not as to wait, for the endless dawn
Never done with this dread, reconciled on the page
Oscilating thought patterns drifting, as if mental brawn
Looking inward, feeling outward, with the pen I shall wage

Lights cast on the ground, as though my mind seeks another
There are wisps of cloud overhead. It is here I commiserate
It can be lonely. I think of my mother
I have yet to serve those outside the business plate

It isn’t as if I can’t detach. Many who recommend this
Say another day of work is ahead, then the week and it’s awful
Words jotted on the page, written blackly, obliquely. They fend bliss
Pressed into service. At least I am lawful

I will persevere
I prefer LOL! dear

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