Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Happy New Year

A child spoke to me
an old face smiles -- 
somewhere far away
and deep – a journey
of years and miles. 

I think of a salvage heap,
discarded dreams for the
crushing...we take nothing
with us, a final leap, If
only the method my choice!

A Salvage heap of discarded
dreams – from them, perhaps
new metal for another’s schemes.
For mobility and conquest,
though a journey is seldom all it
seems -- 

So the child longs to be adult -- 
while the adult just wants to yet be,
reaches fondly back 
                  for immaturity.
One last sip of youthful longing….

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Joe Maverick December 29, 2025 at 1:51 PM You express well the gullibility of both Age and extreme youth Joe Dimino' I Have no definitive knowledge other than ' faith hope Love..I trust Christmass was well for you.' May your New year be blessed..I see now we do Agree on many things.? Yet not all yet God made humans not robots..Man is doing the robots moreso than ever now Something telling in that.' Take care.' Joseph P. DiMino December 29, 2025 at 6:04 PM Hi Joe; I would be a liar if I did not say that I miss the excitement of being young again. I had a quiet Christmas, the wife and I just stayed home. Neighbors popped in and out. It was nice. Don't like to travel anymore. A lot to keep me happy and content at home. Received treats in the mail from family. Lots to munch on.

Andrea Dietrich December 26, 2025 at 7:58 AM The ending of this one speaks volumes, Joe. Joseph P. DiMino December 26, 2025 at 9:09 AM Truth I think. I hear about the lovely Here-after...but things and people here I hate to leave...my stamp collection:)) And drum-set:)) Hope it is not all that quiet and peaceful:)) Thank you, Andrea. What the heck?!

Paula Goldsmith December 25, 2025 at 10:21 AM I enjoyed reading your "Happy New Year" write. When young, we want to be older. Then when old, we want to be young. Guess that is part of life. Raining at your place??? Just dark here with Very Little rain. Hope You Have A Very Blessed Merry Christmas Day and Very Happy New Year 2026............. Joseph P. DiMino December 25, 2025 at 10:37 PM Thank you, Paula; the day was cloudy only, but we must of had some rain last night because my water barrels were full this morning. Plenty fresh rainwater now to give my porch plants. Hope you have had a lovely Christmas with your friends and family. New Year around the corner. Blessings.

Victor Buhagiar December 25, 2025 at 7:03 AM I have had more than I sip with my Bordeaux at lunch. Merry Christmas, my friend. Joseph P. DiMino December 25, 2025 at 10:40 PM Good for the blood. And if not, who cares. Love it! Thank you, Victor. Hope your Christmas has been splendid. New Year around the corner. Let us pray for peace in the world. Something has to change for the better. A mess. Blessings my friend.