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, August 17, 2022

hive clip

I have always a lively respect 
for guns. It's at least why 
I'm here now, 
in sum
and with all
my parts, so oiled
and cocked. 
I expect
I'd be taken 
to pieces, once

shot.

But
I have 
a still livelier calm
for bees. Only

been 
stung
once!
It was not 
my slap, you see.
Just a helpful bro smacked
my neck, killing my

little friend 
unawares, stinging me
in death.

It's the
second sting
that comes, (so I'm given
to understand) 

could kill.
Not so with bullets!

One shot 
might do.

Others might 
not be so
allergic 
as you. 

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