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, November 28, 2022

actual eyes

With self-esteem I seethe 
and clench, by locking horns
unlocking doors, and barge 
right through into a room. 
Serenity! Long overdue.

You all seem strange to find
me here. Was I not yet expected, 
dear? I don't know why I fit. 
Belong. Gone long since clear, 
in meaning song and rose lit 
dawn. Some spectacles can

never be removed from eyes. 
You might be wise to not believe, 
but if you ask me anyway, there's
nothing I can't tell you why. 

Apart from we.


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