Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Floral Waterfalls

I thought to clip a rose
as I did, stopped to think,
would my clipped rose
be happy with a faucet
drink? A clipped rose
in a thermal made vase,
yet of glass pure sand remained,
I sensed, a blessed clear trace – 
like sacred-core of a stone, like my
deeper earpiece, closer
to the bone, my personal 
spirit-phone – a clipped
rose...by the window, in
a fancy wet gown; residing
in a new blossom place,
 
keeping close to home, God’s
many wondrous, tiered inner/outer space --  
on my beloved, painted kitchen walls,
cascades 
        of floral 
             waterfalls --

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Daniel Henry Rodgers April 8, 2025 at 9:09 AM Hell Joe! Enchanting! The clipped rose and the cascading floral waterfalls is so vivid and beautiful. I love how you explore the idea of beauty and connection and how a simple flower can embody deeper meanings of home and spirit. Your words flow like a gentle stream. Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel Joseph P. DiMino April 8, 2025 at 4:03 PM Thank you, Daniel; Easter just around the corner. Watered a Lincoln Rose out in my front yard this morning, already full with lovely, huge red blossoms. I will pick some next week for the table and our celebration. Have a great day my friend!

Valsa George April 6, 2025 at 9:52 PM Definitely a clipped rose in a thermal vase is a beautiful sight and it will decorate your room as cascades of floral walls adorn the kitchen walls. Beautiful images, dear Joe. Joseph P. DiMino April 7, 2025 at 8:35 AM Flowers, blossoms are beautiful! In a vase, on the walls painted waterfalls, in a frame, in a lapel, a rose for glistening hair -- its all a delightful visual affair. Thank you, Valsa.

Victor Buhagiar April 6, 2025 at 10:38 AM Great imagery with beautiful rhythms in your poem. Enjoyed. Joseph P. DiMino April 6, 2025 at 5:17 PM Thank you, Victor; have a great weekend my friend!

Gershon Wolf April 5, 2025 at 9:40 PM Love the way you turned this one around, Joe. Surely the flower is resilient and will be happy with its new environs. Joseph P. DiMino April 6, 2025 at 12:39 AM I am certain...though one of the thorns was a bit contrary. Ouch!

Ink Empress April 5, 2025 at 12:11 PM How beautiful and unique is the way youv written this dear joe! I absolutely love the way it ends and the title as well as “ I sensed, a blessed clear trace – like sacred-core of a stone, like my deeper earpiece, closer to the bone,” such catchy cadence in your lines! And word choices here is exquisite! Pleasure always reading your poems! Sending you light always Joseph P. DiMino April 6, 2025 at 12:42 AM Thank you, IE.. I always appreciate how you delve into the reading of a work. Greatly helps me develop my writing skills. Blessings.

Andrea Dietrich April 4, 2025 at 10:30 PM Oh I just love that lady part. Sounds so pretty Joseph P. DiMino April 6, 2025 at 5:14 PM LoL -- it seemed a little odd...but I did not take offense:)) All good! Andrea Dietrich April 6, 2025 at 10:59 AM Although lady kind of works too!! Andrea Dietrich April 6, 2025 at 10:58 AM Oh my gosh. Good thing I came back to this. I am so poor at text typing. I always end up writing lady when I mean LAST. Joseph P. DiMino April 5, 2025 at 5:20 AM Thank you, Andrea; not all grit and grease:) A fun write.

Anne-Lise Andresen April 3, 2025 at 6:09 AM - A beautiful picture with your words, Joe :) - Can't wait for the roses to bloom :) - hugs Joseph P. DiMino April 3, 2025 at 6:29 AM Let us watch together! Thank you, my friend. Have a blessed day. Keeper of Divine Spark and Glorious Divine Flame.