Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Holiday Get Together

A hawk flew high, soaring...
a breathtaking dive and dip  
(Watched I with jealous
eye).  Came a great aerial flip,
leveled to precision glide -- 
my wing-full heart sighed:
Oh, to have wings!  

Short time later, I was indoors,
at the dinner table.  It was Thanksgiving~
Oh~ God, thank you for wings!

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Victor Buhagiar September 4, 2025 at 5:50 AM Hi Joe, You could have some delicious trout for Thanksgiving. In Malta we used to celebrate St Martin's Day instead, with fruits and nuts. Forget the wings. Buy a fishing rod :) Joseph P. DiMino September 4, 2025 at 7:55 AM Hooks, a mercury feast~ no thank you! Tasty, but not as uplifting. Thank you, Victor. No one needs animal protein to survive. A myth.

Andrea Dietrich September 3, 2025 at 1:30 PM Haha a fun ending! Joseph P. DiMino September 4, 2025 at 7:59 AM Thank you, Andrea; just written for a laugh. Would not want to be a comedian in this hypersensitive age. But we are what we eat, as much as what we drink and think.

Hilda Greenhough September 3, 2025 at 7:12 AM Sad but true, we eat what we love. I've given up red meat, hope to give up fowl too. Joseph P. DiMino September 3, 2025 at 10:59 AM I was a pure vegetarian for years. Can't hurt. People think that, it is natural to develop high blood pressure after a certain age. I am long retired, and have better blood pressure than many athletes.

Valsa George September 2, 2025 at 8:55 PM I really enjoyed the humorous twist at the end, dear Joe. Though you lamented over the loss of wings, on Thanksgiving Day at the dinner table, you enjoyed chicken/turkey wings. :) Joseph P. DiMino September 3, 2025 at 11:01 AM God allows us to have what we crave...good and unfortunate at the same time. Thank you, Valsa. Have a great writing day.

Gershon Wolf September 2, 2025 at 7:18 PM You have just crushed the 'Truth Detector, Joe. ... as we humans hang or heads in shame... So much 'food for thought' here. Joseph P. DiMino September 2, 2025 at 7:44 PM Yummy! Thank you, my friend. Have a great evening!

sara Etgen-Baker September 2, 2025 at 4:22 PM loved the surprise ending...masterfully done, Joe, with a hint of humor...have a pleasant evening, Sara Joseph P. DiMino September 2, 2025 at 7:45 PM Hi Sara; thank you. Another fun write. You also have a wonderful evening. Blessings.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 2, 2025 at 4:12 PM Hello Joe Dimino, I enjoyed this poem so much , It will be my fav. Enjoy your evening my friend. /Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu September 3, 2025 at 11:47 AM Hello Joe, I am glad I made your day brighter. You are welcome. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/ Joseph P. DiMino September 2, 2025 at 7:46 PM Your Fav made my day, Darlene. Have a wonderful evening. Thank you.

Anne-Lise Andresen September 2, 2025 at 1:12 PM - Thanksgiving is not something we celebrate, Joe ...I let the hawk and turkey use their wings for what they are meant for...smile :) - hugs Joseph P. DiMino September 2, 2025 at 3:46 PM Hi Anne; thank you for commenting. Strictly an American holiday, as is 4th of July. Turkey's hide, and I don't blame them.