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, December 02, 2019

thrilling sick cliffs

Terrible and thrilling
like a sick fascination
with cliffs. And the part
where you count off
your disappearance
is sadder than
the world ever was.
Terrific, in a sense
almost gone from the word.
I want to leave a hole the size
of the future I saw coming
into view and reach, by the time
I was ready to slip over it. The abyss
you look so carefully into and over,
looks also absurd. A steep
and overreaching slip and fall,
a moment of reeling vertigo
blur, a hesitation just enough
to recall, and deter.

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