Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Missing You

Oh to have one's heart-string strummed by a 
loving angel-like hand! Like lumps on a head
are those lumps on the heart, a read of life's 
mixtures of orchids and desert sand. Oh to see 
an angel-like smiling back...divine halogens on steroids!~
a lost vision to my ailing heart -- deeply regretting
our divorce...the absence of my home...with a pool...
a country-club setting, and that enviable Master's style
golf-course you so hated. Missing you.

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Victor Buhagiar October 30, 2022 at 12:32 AM Emotions are on top of the poet's feelings. Great poem. Joseph P. DiMino October 30, 2022 at 7:25 AM Hi Victor; emotions poets have plenty of...common sense, I am often short on:) Thank you, my friend; have a great, blessed weekend.

Evelyn Judy Buehler October 29, 2022 at 5:24 PM Your bittersweet love poem is wonderfully written, Joe. :) Joseph P. DiMino October 30, 2022 at 7:26 AM What the heck; a little tongue-and-cheek entertainment is needed as well:) Thank you, Evelyn. Blessings my friend. Have a great weekend.

Andrea Dietrich October 29, 2022 at 11:17 AM very interesting one. In the end, it's not about all the riches. Joseph P. DiMino October 29, 2022 at 12:41 PM I don't know:)? In that relationship, I think it was more about the golf-course:) Thank you, Andrea. Have a great weekend. Blessings.

Kim Rodrigues October 29, 2022 at 10:00 AM A heart full! Nicely done, Joe. Joseph P. DiMino October 29, 2022 at 10:01 AM I know, I am so sentimental:) Thank you, Kim.

Mystic Rose Rose October 29, 2022 at 9:55 AM Ah, we do miss all the attachments that come with love, when it is gone, the deep regrets and memories can have our hearts swelling and weeping, nicely penned dear Joe Joseph P. DiMino October 29, 2022 at 10:00 AM God, that golf-course was to die for!:) Thank you, Rose. Hope I brought another smile to your face. Blessings!