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?

Thursday, December 26, 2019

of the hunt

You're easily pleased, and so
too eager to please, I bet
- and doubt and suspect. Your needs
are met, so most of your wants
turn outward now, like dogs
in others' hunts. You have
no fox of your own to track
and bring to bay, and own.
So what can you do, to stave
off bored? Whatever it is,
you will be adored.

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