Love Beckoned Culminated In One Stanza

by Philip F De Pinto

the sun
in the air
will be caught
in our net
and negotiating for breath
long before love has set
and the kombu curled
round its dorsal fin
dooms spells
on clappers and bells
and speaks of a dart
shot cross the gulfs of the heart
of her and him
and hermits scurrying in the sand
keeping pace with the bulls
running in love's hosiery
whose well heeled fabric
is fraying like hand
woven to hand
on the cusp of prayer
had you and me
spooning by the sea
not chucked
the butt of our love
in its urinal
had we left our Bic
at home
had we not lit
our mutual nail
and toked it to smolder
not miser
had we been older
and wiser
had the flick
felled our ash
like Rome
and not a leaf
our love would be brief
not eternal


Posted on 01/21/2015
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 01/23/15 at 12:47 AM

Philip, you continue to make new words and use them in the appropriate places.

Posted by Kris Mara on 01/27/15 at 01:02 AM

Crafted so well, there are no words I can even say here...I'm just glad I got to stop in and read you today. George's comment above says it all...incredible work and words...

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