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, May 03, 2020

one piece

She threw her leg over
the fence, then her arm,
then her head, then
the rest. She slid,

and fell down without harm,
landing in one piece
on her feet.

And she grinned
and looked round

and she treated
herself
to a leisurely-beaten
retreat.

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