A Lesson On Taste

I often trim the excess from my poetry
Then miss the savored layer of extra fat
Having discarded taste for meaning -- 
Rejecting one of my own principals,
No one knows the truth about anything -- 
Like spirits of a cave kill with help from
Scentless gas – the mind can do the body
More harm than excess grease and tardy
Hygiene.  Not advocating for filth...but have
Fun first.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Maverick Avatar
April 28, 2026 at 2:14 PM
Quite true you.' Done to a turn..' Joe Dimino.! The proof is in the eating, and digesting If its good? the energy will carry you Through,
DiMino Avatar
April 28, 2026 at 2:35 PM
Thank you, Joe; God has infinite energy for us. Blessings my friend. All up to US. How long. And when.
George Avatar
April 23, 2026 at 4:39 AM
Your advice is very sound in life and in art. Enough is enough, no excess. We all know that 'brevity is the soul of wit'. But not everyone can practice it.
DiMino Avatar
April 23, 2026 at 5:46 AM
Hi Valsa; maybe results are not as important as trying...I think, hope, that is the way God looks at us. Blessings my friend.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
April 21, 2026 at 5:36 PM
you said it quite well: poetry is an art--knowing when to put the pen aside is great advice.
DiMino Avatar
April 22, 2026 at 1:51 AM
Like that with everything, favorite food, drinking, painting, writing, religion -- knowing when is enough. A good art teacher will tell his student early on, do not overwork a painting. Thank you, Sara.
Goldsmith Avatar
April 21, 2026 at 11:10 AM
What a fun write. Does a writer ever know when to stop??? Some write f-o-r-e-v-e-r. I like shorter ones. Guess trim the extra fat off for me. Oh yes, writing must be a ton of fun first. Great last line... Have a Fun/Lovely Day Writing Away.........................
DiMino Avatar
April 21, 2026 at 11:38 AM
Poetry is similar to painting: learning when to put down a brush is just as important as the reason for picking one up. Too often I am a scatter gun of expression, buck-shot-color all over the place. Though there is something to be said for not caring what others think. Paint. Write. Blessings my friend.
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