Balance
Balance is difficult for me --
generally leaning one way
or the other
if not oscillate
more apt to choose that
additional cold beer,
wanting to capture sunset
squeeze several more blazing
rays onto a fiery horizon – a
tropical beach, some Paradise Lost
deep in memory….
One more dab to an already
overflowing canvas – one more
transitional metaphor, lyrical vehicle
of flickering, manic dimension
rocking the spirit
like a saturating kiss
into drenching ecstasy --
5 billion years of earth genes
and yet feeling the out of place
child, expecting to sit antsy free
in a classroom
Who can blame Mirror-nature for her
extreme reactions!?~ quakes, plagues
and famines – arguments into world
obliterating...man’s soulful inclination
to be inclement,
downright hostile
and recklessly volatile
in the face of God --
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2024
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