A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years. Try the RANDOM button to sample the sometimes surprising breadth of quality (and in several Novembers, breathtaking quantity as well), or click the "ANY GOOD" label* for those poems labeled with it. On any poem, old or new, feel free to offer your remarkable insight or critical acumen.

*I haven't yet revisited many pockets and stretches of time to appraise and label the "any goods," so some are missing. Please feel free to point out omissions, or - especially - erroneous inclusions, in comments.

but aren't they all random?

Saturday, November 14, 2009

deepest

I swam out of my depth
and dove deep into yours

and the water was clear
green blue, shot through

with gold
summer blinding
sun - far aloft,

fractured into wavering
fragments soft
way over my head

I am in your depth

you couldn't teach me how to swim
but I'm holding my breath

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