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?

Wednesday, September 22, 2021

nonfictionesque

England's British Winston Churchill's 
in the news again, back then. Saw it 
on a movie, just. He talked the country 
into it, and history was not the rest 
it could have been, most ever since.
Her people called, that island home
of theirs had toil and bombs to catch,
and blood to spill. About her seas and
channels boiled. All the strings attached
pulled taut, inexorably drawn in many 
wills to more or less unite, align and 
fight to live, and die and kill. For this 

means war. And war means time 

and death, dishonor, treachery.
Ignominy in duty staked 
against the cost of total 
loss. 

And at the end, 
the credits roll. And then you find 
it all was fake.    

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