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, November 19, 2021

Chapter Vs

We know you
know these arguments 
of ours

from each
and either sides, 

and I know why 
and I agree 
you cannot seem 
so true or false, 
and cannot let 
either/or lie, 
or just

let be. 

So I pull out 
and cherry pick 
best snippets from 
your scripture writ, 
and
- be the prophet, 
since you must.

Because you are. 

It's only just. But I 
will be evangelist. 

And we shall see 
whose news is pressed. 
And we shall see 

whose good is not 
nor ever shall be left
to rot, or missed a spot,
or hid beneath 
a single bushel
basket, for 
like thieves
in nights 

we come in sneak, 
each baring glaring 
lantern lights 

to put this thing 
of ours to sleep, 
perchance to let
it rest. 

Postponing wake, 
'til mourning must 
and actually comes: 

procrastinate, for you 
and I,
know which of us 

has always won.

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