He Invented Poetry Poem by Joseph M Donatelli

As hard as it is to make words click
I go back to finding thoughts that stick
A brief story together that's rhythmic
Since the age of 15 I have had to get
Ever more precise verbiage every set
To explain a feeling vision invention hit
That's more clearly on your mental list
Yet every poem I've written has missed

I want to tell the story of masculine grit
Creating poetry as art with kiss and fists
Y front briefs and pants that zip words fit
It wasn't woman that started writing this
It was a hunter with a broken wrist
Thrust his spear and hit an animals ribs
He had a need to be forceful not just sit
Simple rendition was no way to tell a myth

The hunter had a vision for verbal shifts
Singing talking chanting words consist
Of series of sound thought relationships
Blended together with rhyming twists
By drumming through the throat to lips
His stories sung in rhythms swiftest clips
Stanzas formed swinging conveying bits
Of adventures from his hunting trips