Tonight

Tonight I will write no profound verse, nothing negatively terse – alternately worse, I will only, in my reconsidering mind and multi-chambered, often corrosive heart, rehearse my better, positive part; where I should and could mostly dwell, hearkening to heaven's angels, as opposed to earth's usual demons of Waring hell.... of a world on the brink, the poison man's ill temperament is too quickly to buy and drink – Tonight, I will not think, of man's moral stink, but focus on sweeter scents, those of springtime's charming, whirling nectars; and a bright moon without a tinge of hazy blue – I will plant new garden memories for the now season of fresh cultivation, rotating my gifted seeds as a respectful steward, not wanting to deplete the soul of a fertile land on loan – pausing to listen to the awakening, champagne fizz of gentile showers, the aeration of my crops~ uncorking, nose tickling delightful pops....

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Vijay Pandit

Date: 3/21/2022 5:53:00 AM

Wonderfully positive poem, Joe. Much enjoyed the inspiration you convey throughout.

Joe Dimino
Date: 3/21/2022 6:11:00 AM

Thank you so much, Vijay. Blessings my friend.

Arjun Jangid

Date: 3/20/2022 5:38:00 PM

Tonight I will not think, very positive approach to reduce tensions. Be good have good. Joe DeMino , you wrote beautifully but there is no rest in sounds of bumbs. Have a good day friend.

Joe Dimino
Date: 3/20/2022 7:01:00 PM

I hear you; for someone in a war zone, constant bombing, there can be no quiet, no peace. And no place to go to be safe for more than brief moments perhaps. Thank you, Arjun. You sound like a man who has had personal experience, maybe in the thick of it now. Blessings my friend. Be safe.