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Day Night And Afternoon
by Philip F De Pinto
When day is a weakness or a strength to monopolize
And afternoon comes as a yes or no surprise
With the usual or rare sunny or dusky fare up its sleeve
Then night is neither a death to lampoon or to grieve
To limpen or flex for a good cause or bad would arrive
As a thing unexpected or anticipated dead or alive
Something like a rough sea or calm upon which
Things lunar or stellar can or cannot be reflected
Hence the feathers in me turn to anvils
Or the little fish in me turn to whales
Or what is calm in me turns typhoon
All indication the metamorphoses is complete
And that in the same breath or breathlessness
I can declare either victory or defeat
And alas immerse or extricate myself fully day night
Or afternoon out or in land sea or air
12/20/2017 Posted on 12/20/2017
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/20/17 at 09:08 PM Love the juxtaposition of opposites in this, Phil, and in the process capturing the many facets of the human condition. Kudos and Merry Christmas! Season's best and continuing success with your poetry. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/28/17 at 05:34 PM Really some unique opposites here, Philip. Love the word "limpen", also "or what is calm in me turns typhoon." You've made the exercise in making choices each day a very elegant and varied experience, the passage of a life's time providing so many possibilities. Thanks for this. |
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