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 09, 2022

The Big As If

It was as if
some occult hand had reached
down from clouds across the land
to palm my heart, like
a magic trick 

that you just can't teach, 
unless you can.

Or else you miss
where now you see it,
now you saw. Now
you wish and kiss 
and paw, lose
everything 

perchance 
to crawl, 
perhaps 
to raise. 
To win it
all. 

It was
as if some
occult part 

unplayed as yet 
by dummy luck 
and handy fate 

had come unstuck 
by skill and art. 

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