She looks lonely enough
in any field, but it's only 'cause
she's outstanding in it. In fact
she is lost in focus on real.
Not overly conscious where
emptiness fits, since she
always outstands. It's
kind of her jam. Above
her beneath her it's
never the same.
She sees how it is
and what as well.
She plays by the rule
that it's not a game.
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, July 27, 2022
The outstander
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