Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

All Is Not Poetry

All is not poetry, I tell myself:
then relapse into rhyme 
without reason—season 
outside of season; for again 
I imagine blossoms in winter, 
snow that is warmly cold, 
nuggets of 24k caresses 
gems of crystal fire--

In my heart, for the umpteenth time,
I am a bedazzled knight
and prominent king--
My personal war of roses
and rainbows;
for while many may condemn me 
to a cell of practical padding
I think God and the angels
at their best
are crazy in kind….

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Ravi Sathasivam May 2, 2018 at 1:19 AM Excellent. You did so well here. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing it. Joseph P. DiMino May 7, 2018 at 4:32 PM Thank you, Ravi; have a great day my friend!

Harry Horsman April 29, 2018 at 7:35 AM Love your point of view, but then again, you write it so well. Joseph P. DiMino May 7, 2018 at 4:32 PM Thank you, Harry; have a great day!!

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton April 28, 2018 at 6:22 PM true...you could be correct... Joseph P. DiMino April 28, 2018 at 10:45 PM Hi Leanne; thank you so much.