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?

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

deepest in

The ache of the eternal.
The shadow of future nostalgia.
Knowing right now
these moments we make,
we'll forever be in them.
There's no getting out of a
memory that every fiber of me
and ember of you is imprinting upon.
We're having our wonderful way
with time, too full in the present
to fool in the moment
forever so long.

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