Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Sedimentary Ambitions

Many think of time as 
pendulums and gears,

cycling spheres; orbiting
around, sun-ups and sun
downs; 

I once painted a clown-face
for the moon, not in a mood
to tone-fully crone – my co-artist 
thought me some non-romantic loon – 
at the moment, seeing herself a
lush custard with a spoon – 

My inclination to count only
Time's ticks and never the tocks – 
do you know, grains of sand are only
Time's little rocks? Specks of what
are left of life's challenges – seconds
out of boulders; my defense for 
sedimentary ambitions....

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Suzanne Delaney June 27, 2022 at 4:38 PM Love this mini trip your imagination took. My favorite line,” Do you know, grains of sand are only Time's little rocks?” The whole last stanza is a gem and the brilliant word play of sedimentary ambitions. Masterful, Joe. SuZ Joseph P. DiMino June 28, 2022 at 9:21 AM Thank you so much, Suzanne; such a joy when someone comments favorably on a work. You made my day. Thank you!

Jennifer Proxenos June 26, 2022 at 4:30 AM A life of achievements put away in a cupboard to get dusty over the years, until a grandchild or great grandchild comes across them and feel they have found a treasure. Perhaps challenges we had and no time left to achieve them' Great write Joseph P. DiMino June 26, 2022 at 7:48 PM Thank you, Jennifer; always a joy to share one's art while alive...then the chance that some of my works may live on, even in small circles after I have cashed-out, is an appealing idea. If just to inspire some future someone to try their own hand at composition, making their own treasures to connect with and pass down would be divine.

Heidi Sands June 22, 2022 at 5:45 PM Greatvone Joe. I like the line...time's ticks and never the tocks. Thought provoking. Well written :) Joseph P. DiMino June 22, 2022 at 7:06 PM Thank you so much, Heidi; have a beautiful evening!

Mystic Rose Rose June 22, 2022 at 3:10 PM Painted clown faces for the moon takes much creativity, and you got that alright, nicely penned Joe :) Joseph P. DiMino June 22, 2022 at 7:07 PM What the heck, when writing all is fair game. Thank you, Rose. Blessings!

Vijay Pandit June 21, 2022 at 1:08 PM Intriguing take on time, Joe. As it ticks it does affect life on this earth while rocks turn into grains of sand. I like how you describe its passage connecting it with life's journey--specks of what are left of life's challenges... Well done! Joseph P. DiMino June 21, 2022 at 2:29 PM Thank you, Vijay; very kind of you and much appreciated. Blessings my friend. Have a great day!

Kim Rodrigues June 21, 2022 at 7:16 AM Love: I once painted a clown-face for the moon, not in a mood to tone-fully crone. I read your poem to my two grandsons! Doesn’t hurt to pull them away from their game…lol! They are 7 & 9. Perhaps they will learn to appreciate poetry. Joseph P. DiMino June 21, 2022 at 11:58 AM Your a good grandparent. It certainly can't hurt. Tell them they can be both warriors and poets if they like. Both can fit in the same expressive body as you know. I did not develop an interest in poetry till my teens, before that interested in philosophy which did not fulfill enough intellectual needs. I like the whimsical, nonsensical, just playing with feelings that poetry can offer along with more serious, searching topics. Poetry can do it all.

Timothy Ray June 20, 2022 at 2:20 PM great one Joe...time is indeed the detritus of space...and as long as the sedentary is well spent in tranquility....so be it, this poem makes me long to return to my balcony on the beach in Mexico watching the waves roll in and having no one to answer to....thanks for the read Joseph P. DiMino June 20, 2022 at 4:38 PM Thank you, Tim -- sounds like paradise; add a cold bottle of beer and I would be set. Have a great day my friend!