Forlorn And Wild by Philip F De Pinto A poet may forsake his song Or go along for the ride And grieve Remorse having a flip side Is a Gemini by all accounts The moon an only child Forlorn and wild A cloud mounts Arrived the cool dawn Would find a fool jackknifed In the pools of your eyes How utterly presumptive and unwise And much to his thudding surprise While wench held court with eve Her emptying out the pools In a fit of tears in attempts meager to quench Insatiable cufflinks on her sleeve 02/20/2015 Posted on 02/20/2015 Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/22/15 at 08:49 PM Grand play with words. Lament worthy of a prince or princess if you recall "The Princes and the Pea". Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)