Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 21, 2017

Prizefight~by Paul Lenzi





“Prize Fight” by Albert Bloch

ego strides right on in
all Dan Post ostrich skin
tree-trunk legs and cleft chin

packing serious heat
hands rough as concrete
it yanks fate to its feet

now fate is no mark
it’s developed the dark
deadly skills of a shark

so fate doesn’t flinch
doesn’t back off an inch
and they clash in grim clinch

rain down mighty hard blows
toe-to-toe, nose-to-nose
fury builds as blood flows

after vicious long hours
fatigue overpowers
these broken-down towers

nodding cagey assent
they retreat this event
bearing deep discontent

I’m the one left to tend
them and see to their mend
though neither’s my friend

still I’ll wait for the rise
of new fight in their eyes
to learn who claims me prize



(originally posted March 2013)


  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

    • most welcome always!!

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