Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Truth

Truth is not for everyone -- 
some prefer lies...some prefer
dyes, and not natural soul color.  
Some prefer love~ and some just mouth
the word...never to be heard nor
felt deeply nearer the heart.  It's like that with 
most things, the prose and cons of openly
living as opposed to falsely revealing:

Some contrive a story-line, while other
authors bare their internal organs, whether 
well or wildly diseased! No composition
ever entirely cured beyond remission,
the literary beast, fed, caged,
though only temporarily appeased.

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Rowena Velasco July 28, 2025 at 3:58 PM Really thoughtful piece—loved the contrast between truth and performance. That last line hits deep! Joseph P. DiMino September 21, 2025 at 3:25 PM Thank you, Rowena; sorry I missed this comment. Indeed, the creation also has life independent of the channeling creator. Sort of like seeming God and Us?

Kim Rodrigues June 17, 2025 at 10:26 AM You are a deep thinker! I love that! If I do write a character, I try to get into the mind. Blessings! Joseph P. DiMino June 18, 2025 at 4:23 AM Hi Kim; I agree. One should mentally/emotionally live, at least during the write, the intricacies of one's poem or tale. Have a great writing day!!

Victor Buhagiar June 16, 2025 at 9:09 AM That's life. Unfortunately the greater numbers are the liars. Joseph P. DiMino June 17, 2025 at 3:54 AM I really think that, most people are relatively good. The real bad ones just get the attention, and seem the dominant species. We give them too much credit. Too much power.

Andrea Dietrich June 15, 2025 at 9:43 AM Great topic well expressed, Joe. Thoughtful poem. Joseph P. DiMino June 15, 2025 at 5:58 PM Hi Andrea; Truth is everything...more important than image. Without truth, the soul, the spirit has nothing exterior to relate to. We are then empty shells. Void of meaningful substance and worthwhile reason.

Joe Maverick June 15, 2025 at 12:36 AM Well explored Joe Dimino..It looks like we each Have 15% percent pieces of the jigsaw puzzle At least.' I think anything else would be an ovrrstatement.? Anyway we await our placements to come.' Joseph P. DiMino June 15, 2025 at 12:50 AM Hi Joe; hope all is well in Joe Land. We keep trying, all we can do. Victory perhaps, in the Afterlife from trying. A 100 percent nowhere on this earth.

Gershon Wolf June 14, 2025 at 9:06 PM Is there any Truth left here on planet earth? Joseph P. DiMino June 15, 2025 at 12:07 AM A 64,000 dollar question!? I ask everyday...every poem I write. Don't know that truth was ever here more than brief times, holy journeys. The commercial world measures truth by what a man accomplishes of factual notoriety...while I look more at all I avoided becoming. A proud nobody. A good excuse?:) Thank you my friend.

Valsa George June 14, 2025 at 9:00 PM "some just mouth the word...never to be heard nor felt deeply nearer the heart". So rightly expressed. Some people never pay enough attention to what is said. Words simply flow over them as water over an upturned pot. A meaningful poem, dear Joe. Joseph P. DiMino June 15, 2025 at 12:12 AM "Words simply flow over them as water over an upturned pot." -- Another Valsa treasure! Thank you my friend. Beautiful, great comment!

Kim Rodrigues June 14, 2025 at 7:36 AM Very well said! Some prefer love~ and some just mouth the word…and the miss the point; and the depth…they think they enjoy the source of their lust, but they miss everything! God bless you, Joe! Joseph P. DiMino June 14, 2025 at 7:55 AM Hi Kim; just left a comment on your most recent work. Brilliantly done has usual. Have a wonderful writing weekend!