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?
Monday, October 04, 2021
burning tense
As the flames lick the wood away,
we piled this fire so high for kicks.
But as our eyes grew mesmerized,
we knew we're burning up in it.
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