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?

Sunday, January 22, 2023

the cool forks

as soon as we got the cool 
forks, we began fighting. 

everyone wanted to use 
the cool forks 

the old forks sat clean in 
their slot, in the drawer, 
while voices mounted 
heavenward: "there are 
NO FORKS" 

we meant no cool forks

the cool forks made every 
bite special

sometimes we felt we'd as 
soon starve as use the old 
ones 

finally we just threw them 
out. Went to the store for 
more cool forks 

they were gone. Sold out, 
every store

panicked, we raced
home

they were gone

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