By Patrick Doyle

Last night I went on some sort of inspired writing spree. All of the poems here will remain nameless, like all of the nameless that wander the world; those we don’t know, don’t know yet or the ones unaccounted for. This is not all of them, but these are some.
Just take them for what they are; bursts of thoughts without really thinking.

1.

Those things you can’t explain that just happen and you know something is above and beyond yourself. Don’t deny it, indulge it. Allow it to breathe, allow it to flow through the vein like elixirs.

2.

I need a cave to divide
what the world supplies
Birth, death, temptation
Require to build my own Nation.
Separation, excluding
Happiness and positivity, exuding
Lost in the pleasure
of a simple handshake and greeting
Leave the old world behind
for a new, meaningful meeting.

3.

Interpersonal relationships keep us alive because everything else is covered in smog unless you give yourself completely over to self survival. I’m not good at this. I need and love people and I need the same. It can lead to unpleasant times, but we need those to live.

4.

If you sit in silence for ten minutes a day you might be better to the world.