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?

Friday, July 24, 2020

synopsish

A mysterious parcel. A grisly
murder. A hard luck private eye
with his own solitary code
of honor. A beautiful but
inscrutably implacable dame.
A vast, dimly-lit overreaching
conspiracy. A betrayal. A stage
magician with a trunk of secrets.
A driven police detective with
a secret of his own. A disgraced
prostitute. A pithy public speaker
who knows no more than he lets on.
A poisoned bottle of gin, lying
empty. A bartender with ears
too big for her mouth. A sudden
revelation. A film director
with a disgusting past. A reclusive
novelist with a heart of gold. A
butcher knife with a bad handle.
A freshly empty gun without a
print on it. And a lottery ticket
whose numbers would never be checked.
Somebody had to pull it all together,
pick up the missing pieces and make
sense of the jumble. And that some
body was dead. Oh well

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