by Philip F De Pinto

Is anytime
You make a rhyme
Of the day or night
A gift from God or demon?
Or stork?

I am loath
To say
It's semen
To be both
Harp and pitchfork
Work and play
And portent

To light
Ejaculated of clashing swords
A square-about way
To make two ordinary words
Feel important


Posted on 12/12/2018
Copyright © 2023 Philip F De Pinto

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/12/18 at 07:55 PM

Always love what you do with words, man. You do indeed have the Gift.

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