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?

Friday, April 23, 2021

Apocalypse fold

She came from everywhere at once 
and overwhelmed each one of us 
to strip the world of every care
and everything besides. Beware 

He rose at once, a champion! 
He would defy her, yes he would 
- except, he got one look at her.
He'd never seen a thing so good. 

To him, she was the one at last. 
And so she was, and finally. 
To her, he was who do you mean? 

With no one left to ask but we. 

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