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.

but aren't they all random?

Thursday, June 06, 2019

footpads.

Instead, we pad around on beans
as nimble as some master's paws,
so sleek and still invisible.
He knows we'll never come to call.
But catspaws always at the beck
of universes, come correct.
We are not shall not masters be.
We're too consumed in mastery.

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