“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

Walls

The abandoned house had been silent, sitting there deep within the woods, untouched by pesky mortals for scores of years, with a confession weighing heavy upon its poor heart

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A Meeting with Death

There I stood, staring death straight in the face…
     It was afraid of me!
I had absolutely nothing to lose…
     And it too, it had not a single thing to gain

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Patrick Patrick

The Witness

The cold rain on my shoulders
A bizarre evening in store
As I peer in through the curtains
I’m stunned to my core

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The Stranger

Late is the hour, a serene night of reading inside
Jump to my feet, a witness to a movement of surprise
Slowly transcending my room of three candles lit
A fateful glance out my window, didn't well sit

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