Your face is a poem.
Not one of these, dashed
off on the daily-duly
in quest of quality
through quantity,
but a poem conceived
in childhood. Tended
and sprung by pillar
and beam in edits
of years, growing
ever so clear, 'til
we met.
And I realized,
ah, duh.
She's here.
I never had need
to do all that work!
Which was just coming
finished when you
leapt up, came out,
stepped in.
And the poem
was through.
Haven't thought
of it since, since
you made it
redundantly
true.
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, October 22, 2021
facepoem
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