time to catch up, from falling
behind. Too many times speaking my
empty mind, I find I'm found out.
My doubt redounds
to the benefit of fact and my love,
I love that
a flat, satisfying,
observed or observable
can establish a truth
you can and should shout to the ends
of the earth
and further, further
more, get out
of my sight.
From your birth
in this life, you
are the worst possible distraction, and I
've got to catch u
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.