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?

Saturday, August 17, 2019

exquisite specificity

I love you with exquisite specificity.
All your sharpness is smooth curves,
presenting to the world the harmlessness
you would have it deserve. A touch
of pity, only just. Cutting edge
and points rotated inwardly
to play in light and bite
no hand, except and only
winningly. Such bite
is quite a prize I feel
I've won a time or two;
I thank divinity. But
really it's just you
in perpetuity, and
spinning me.

2 comments:

Joel Fry said...

I like this one. It surprises.

dogimo said...

Thank you, Joel! I quite love how this one turned out myself.