Dreams

I know that love is not always a constant like aspects of weather, fluctuating by degrees~ a heart in beat with each step and direction... Let us outpace all hate...or else reside with resentment, where the failure to forgive and move beyond.... The real treasures of living not found in artificial measures – the sweep of manufactured hands as if they were blood and soul driven, the metal climax of chimes, though heaven does hear and count each clang and ring of her wound man – Our dreams alone live outside the illusions made by sleepers for omnipotent sprinting free from all borders, an unattended brain left in the dust of its liberated mind....

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Bill Baker

Date: 10/27/2022 1:13:00 PM

Nice flow to your verse, Joe. love may not always be a constant, but Love it. :-) Therein lies the hope and salvation of man. Very poetic views of life and the value of things, my friend. Have a great week! Bill

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/27/2022 3:56:00 PM

Hi Bill; as you know, Love (the Spirit) is always. Christ Presence. Man just needs more work grasping and securing his understanding and relationship.

Heidi Sands

Date: 10/26/2022 10:24:00 AM

Impressive writing Joe. Keep up the good work :)

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/26/2022 7:31:00 PM

Thank you, Heidi; creative writing is a blast as you know. One never knows the outcome. Blessings!

Elizabeth Mccann

Date: 10/25/2022 2:52:00 PM

Simple but perfect line, "her winded man," also "clang" - exhausted and not winning. Or do I have it all wrong?Elizabeth

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/25/2022 5:17:00 PM

Yep! You are right. Changed it...from winded to wound. Too much Poetic License. Much less confusing. I think.

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/25/2022 4:25:00 PM

Hi Elizabeth; so pleased that you enjoyed this work, and took precious time to leave a comment. I am certain that what you get from the read is correct. I have no answers, my poems are open-ended invitations for us to explore together. I think of them as, Door-openers. When I finish a write, and end up with a phrase or two that jump out at me as being original and meaningfully emotive, then I am pleased. Blessings my friend!

Panagiota Romios

Date: 10/25/2022 2:17:00 PM

A bit deep for this bone_ headed Poetess)) Dreams can be goals. Those things at night?….are far from it! Love between couples can have rough edges, but we know we love the other deeply. Hate walks this planet since man was created. Earth will never be heaven, god promised us a life far from easy. There is mental illness everywhere leading to egregious crimes. We cannot control the insane times we live in. We can pray and be good stewards. That’s all I know, Prince! Huggs, Pangie

Joe Dimino
Date: 10/25/2022 4:32:00 PM

For sure, dreams can be goals. To pray and be a good steward, is as good as any other positive way to live one's life. You can't go wrong. Yes, lots of negativity to deal with in the world. 1,000 years of purification coming. It did not have to be this way.