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?

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

wilder being

I swear to you girl, no one 
"likes it rough." That's game 
without a flame, no candle 
never get enough 

For you and me and wilder 
beings than we, or you, 
or I 

just 

can't tell a single wilder thing 
than gentleness 

all gone awry

So if you bite, you strike, 
I beat a path away, and ne'er 
return. I will not have 

you 

chasing me. O when oh 
woman will you 

learn. 

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