Back to Coffeebreak Thrillers

Light Cards and Enterprises

to Poets' Corner


No part of this poetry should be reproduced in any form without written consent from the author, Joe DiMino, who retains all rights: contact

 “Happy Old Year”(by Joe DiMino)

I scold myself
A fond-noose of times,
Guilt by words
(The poet’s nemesis)
If not outgrown
At least, a longer rope
In order one finds
While still hanging-out
Love rhymes—
Oh! Such
Pathetic display
(Say youthful critics)—
Of subjects
Like regular feces
Coloring grays in creases
And seams
With store-bought
Glistens and gleams
Blessed by God
Though not much
Left for the seeing
My loving wife
Of slow peeing:)

Leave a comment