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As Would Envy Saturn
by Philip F De Pinto
I'm tossing stones into a lake
Wish you were here tossing them with me
Stones which you tossed so well and so far
One could easily forget you were a girl
And girl
Wishing you were here
Watching me hurl
What I could never as far
As you or as well
But I'm getting better
Were you here you'd see
I'm much improved
Although I know in my holy of holies
I could never toss them as far or as well as you
Still one day I hope to see you
Hurling stones the way you used to
And frenzy the lake with rings that would envy Saturn
And did I tell you how I'd get such a kick
Out of watching you down two flying fish
With one toss
If only you'd put your roam on hold and return
If only to teach me how you did it
Even though your modesty would prevail
And you would say it was pure luck
But I know different as do the fish
As does the stone
As does the lake
Who would have you venture up
For its own sake
If only to watch a squatting moon
Pile guano on its face
In which I am effecting rings
And making moan
All by my lonesome
Wishing you were here
Effecting them with me
One wee ringlet of which
Were you to venture up
Would have me leap in
So as to lasso your finger with
09/23/2014 Posted on 09/23/2014
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/23/14 at 10:40 PM There is so much charm in this one, Philip, even as you disarm to give credit to your sweetie who could apparently fling a far stone or two. It's enjoyable to envision you two out there dueling with flying fish. "Even though your modesty would say it was pure luck
But I know different as do the fish
As does the lake" - my favorite lines in this as is the lasso you have ready. Thanks for this. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/24/14 at 02:55 PM Excellent! Another great addition to your repertoire Mr. De Pinto. |
| Posted by June Labyzon on 10/18/14 at 12:47 PM This is definitely a song, a lament and should be put to music. I could actually see you (or the metaphoric you throwing the stones into the lake.
This is very romantic. |
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