Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

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I write to preserve
what I think.  Sort of like,
making jam from fruit -- 
harvests of my mind sweetened,
then, painstakingly jarred.  You
provide the Time, and I will be
your future spread.  It’s what poets
do.  What poetry is all about.  What
you see of us is only a tasteful portion
of what we will become.  With some
toast, a warmth of coffee, I will be
your perfection.

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Valsa George December 4, 2025 at 10:15 PM Yes, poets make sweetened jam from fruit of thoughts, painstakingly preserve it in jars to make a spread for everyone to relish. You always come up with what is different from the run of the mill stuff. Joseph P. DiMino December 5, 2025 at 3:38 AM Thank you, Valsa; I always try to stretch my brain, here, apparently I was a bit successful. You made my day.

Mystic Rose Rose December 4, 2025 at 3:41 PM You already are as perfect as can be Joe, love your free spirited poem Joseph P. DiMino December 4, 2025 at 9:48 PM Thank you, Vie; "so hard to be humble, when perfect in so many ways" -- love that song.

Paula Goldsmith December 4, 2025 at 8:56 AM I enjoyed reading your powerful "Poets"   write. This says so much. Love to read your writes. "Good Luck" if for a contest.  Have a blessed day writing away............... Joseph P. DiMino December 4, 2025 at 9:49 PM Thank you, Paula; made my day. Blessings my friend.