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For J

If every cloud had
a Silver Lining...
If lightning were only
illumination...
and our story together
had a happy ending --
then, I would write,
only Happy Faces.

But, pencil points break

a tear marks a page indelible
will not accept a word, tears
with every new impression
attempted -- 

I read a poem, a little while ago;
a sad poem...and your memory
returned -- A grave is so damn
insensitive! I know...get over it!
Stiff Upper Lip recalls your tender
moistening.

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 7/27/2025 10:33:00 AM So poignant. Love when you write this way Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/27/2025 2:39:00 PM Hi Andrea; you made my day. Thank you!

Paula Goldsmith Date: 7/25/2025 9:38:00 AM What a powerful yet sad write you have here. I wish ever cloud had a Silver Lining. Guess that is called life. When a pencil point breaks it needs a new one and sometimes we do also. Have A Blessed Day/Weekend Writing Away.......... Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/25/2025 10:10:00 AM Hi Paula; for sure, positive attitude always seems best way to cope. Have a beautiful writing day, my friend. Blessings!

Valsa George Date: 7/25/2025 8:54:00 AM We can only hope that each cloud has a silver lining. Sadly it is just a hope. Things are different in reality. That's what we are seeing in life. Joy and grief co exist, with sorrow outweighing joy. "Pencil points break"- very suggestive. Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/25/2025 9:09:00 AM Hi Valsa; sorrow, for sure, can have a greater impact on us...one sorrow often outweighing a million joys. Sad...but true. A few I have hidden from the surface, but never recovered from.

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 7/25/2025 6:45:00 AM Hello Joe, It’s that contrast, always the brave face and the heart still bleeding just behind it. Such a quiet storm of grief and grace to carry. Summer Blessings, Joe, Daniel Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/25/2025 7:51:00 AM Hi Daniel; the heart can go on...but the heart never forgets what was heartfelt to the core. Thank you, my friend. Blessings.

Victor Buhagiar Date: 7/25/2025 5:23:00 AM Great metaphor on a broken pencil. A sharpener will heal eventually. Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/25/2025 6:30:00 AM Hi Victor; true, and stay well with less pressure. The heart, a sincere heart, never entirely forgets. Your most recent poem inspired this work. You had a line in the work, a sad line, that really hit home, brought back some profound sentiments. Blessings my friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 7/25/2025 2:43:00 AM ... "pencil points break" ... mournfully, Joe - hugs Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/25/2025 6:34:00 AM Indeed; explore life while we can. Life is for living. But, like the good physician, try to do no harm. Blessings my friend.

Joe Maverick Date: 7/24/2025 1:33:00 PM May you heal and prosper Joe Dimino.' That song 'my way' tells of regrets to few to mention In my case its 'to true to mention' we each have Different losses I mean as humanity..' All blessings.) Login to Reply Joe Dimino Date: 7/24/2025 2:59:00 PM Oh well...I hear you, Joe. Such is life...a lot of treachery involved. And, in the end, no one was happy I think. A sad story.