Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Preferring Stars

Dating, in many ways, 
is sort of like driving – 
one comes to an intersection...
there is a red and green, 
caution yellow for Slow
Down!~ Do you have a 
license?-- Frankly, at my
my age, I better like those
often ticketed and well
traveled...myself, no-longer
feeling time nor patience to
teach~ not willing to trust
my heart to modern GPS,
still preferring the twinkles
of stars....

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Speaks Volumes March 12, 2023 at 4:26 AM I think many ladies wished they had have had a yellow and red light with them on a date. Nice poem Joe. Joseph P. DiMino March 12, 2023 at 6:08 AM A military like campaign for too many. I hear you. Have been guilty myself -- one thing nice about getting over youth -- the aches and pains in this respect well worth the true love gained.

Valsa George March 9, 2023 at 5:59 PM GPS can be misleading many a time, making one take the circuitious route. "Prefer the twinkle of stars." such a cute expression. In our time, dating was not known. I have never dated.... ! Don't regret it too. As ever, a sweet poem with some striking images. I like the analogy of dating to driving. We have to observe the traffic rules.... :) Joseph P. DiMino March 10, 2023 at 12:47 AM I really never really dated much either in the traditional sense. Often wondering what it would have been like to be a bit more normal? Who knows!? Every life is a unique story of its own. Blessings my friend.

Panagiota Romios March 1, 2023 at 11:11 AM One can love at any age, right. I didn’t get your poem was about driving but, a great comparison to it. Powerful last line… “ still preferring the twinkle of the stars”. Pangie xo Joseph P. DiMino March 1, 2023 at 5:43 PM Thank you, Pangie; blessings my friend.

Victor Buhagiar February 27, 2023 at 11:54 AM Lovely poem. Unfortunately, I'm not driving much these days. Joseph P. DiMino February 28, 2023 at 4:46 AM I hear you, Victor; I drove for a living a large part of my life, so the last thing in the world I like to do on a weekend is go for a drive. Blessings my friend.

Kim Rodrigues February 27, 2023 at 10:39 AM Don't let the stars get in your eyes Don't let the moon break your heart Love blooms at night In daylight it dies (Ray Price) My dad made a movie out of so many pictures he took of my mom. Mostly 50’s love songs throughout…mostly sad. Still a beautiful tribute! At least an hour long. Joseph P. DiMino February 28, 2023 at 4:51 AM Sentimental old men...I've become one in my latter years. Often listening to the Platters, Brenda Lee and the likes. Grew up on, Don't let the moon break your heart and That's Amore -- love it! My wife and I are both musically inclined, so, it is a lively house, fortunately still blessed to have each other as company. Blessings my friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 27, 2023 at 10:13 AM - Many years since I dated ... but, go for gut feeling and heart ... dare to take a chance ... throw away the GPS :))) - hugs Joseph P. DiMino February 27, 2023 at 10:37 AM Hi Sunshine -- Nothing ventured, nothing gained. A heart must brave, or remain only a facsimile. Blessings my friend!

Kim Rodrigues February 27, 2023 at 9:42 AM Love: not willing to trust my heart to modern GPS, still preferring the twinkles of stars! <3 Joseph P. DiMino February 27, 2023 at 10:07 AM Hi Kim; I guess I'm still stuck in the love songs of 40's and 50's. Have a blessed day my friend. Thank you.