Monthly Archives: January 2013

Fall of the Mighty

Fools revel in their own importance,

Looking down the slippery slope of their noses,

Grinning sarcastic grins at those plagued with less fortune

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Vexed not by the pomposity of their exploits,

Superiority exists only in their minds,

Diluted and delusional in their arrogance.

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All that they possess most surely can be forfeited,

Captured in an instant and dissolved,

Thrusting the high-and-mighty into squalor.

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Reparations for their aristocratic parlance,

Hubris bleeds from every laceration.

As these dolts retreat to live amongst the salt.

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Humbled in the face of their failures,

Unpretentious in their relations,

Oh how the mighty have fallen.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Castle in the Sky – Haiku

Montezuma's Castle Credit - nps.gove

Montezuma’s Castle
Image credit – nps.gove

Hollowed out limestone

Abandoned long long ago

Ahead of their time

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Snow Melt – Haiku

Credit - leenwallpapers.com

Credit – leenwallpapers.com

Warmth melts winters snow

Cascading down mountainsides

To fill crystal pools

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Farewell to the Day – Haiku

Credit - travel.wikinut.com

Credit – travel.wikinut.com

A tangerine sky

The days sunshine bids farewell

To usher nightfall

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Night at the Symphony

The silence of sunset,

Birds return to their nests,

Resting from their day of song.

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Crickets rosin their bows,

Preparing for the evenings symphony,

While crowds await their glorious tune.

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The sun glows mandarin,

As it slowly ducks behind the shadowy horizon,

Echoing in a tense truce between diurnal and nocturnal.

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As the last sliver of day sets,

The orchestra begins their performance,

Breaking the uneasy silence.

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Eerie yet beautiful sounds of nightfall,

Originating from unseen musicians,

Thrill their awestruck audience.

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Wondrous are the players of the night,

Talented and shy, invisible to all except the trained eye,

Hiding behind their curtain of darkness.

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Night is not to be feared, but cherished,

Enveloping its onlookers in the leisurely tune,

Eliciting a most restful slumber.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Mirage – Haiku

Credit - graphics.stanford.edu

Credit – graphics.stanford.edu

Blazing sun blinding

Vultures circle overhead

Glad its a mirage

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

An Elegant Lady

1930 Duesenberg J

1930 Duesenberg J

A deep burgundy blush has come over you

An elegant lady

Your curves exquisite in their grace

Stunning in their proportion

Your eyes clear and bright as crystals

Framed in silver and gold as all jewels should be

With lines as fine as any found in Hollywood

You could grace the silver screen

And be outshone by none

Clothed in the softest of skins

Gloved in the finest of leathers

A true beauty polished and refined

Aristocratic in every way, prim and proper

Sad that your fame was so short lived

Still visions of your loveliness shine on occasion

Sparkling like a ruby

Capturing admirers at every turn

Lady Duesenberg your dignity is extraordinary

A rare breed born of a different time

And a shining example to the mediocrity of today

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

New Dawn – Haiku

Credit - pbase.com

Credit – pbase.com

The sky glows orange

Signaling the end of day

A new beginning

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Bleary Eyed

Bleary eyed,

Bloodshot from too little sleep,

I glare with intent into a cup of black coffee.

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A shimmering pool of obsidian,

Strong, deep and steaming,

Aroma bitter, bordering on unpleasant.

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A look in the mirror bares a distasteful reality,

I look old, I feel old,

Much older than my years.

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Bags under the eyes black and purple,

Fifteen rounds of life,

Beating the senses until they are bruised.

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Tired beyond belief,

I should not be,

Is not an hour of uninterrupted sleep enough?

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Medication seems my only respite,

No dreams, at least none bound to my weary memory,

Just sleep, black, uneventful sleep.

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Tomorrow I will wake,

Groggy from the self-induced coma,

A useless splash of cold water to prod arousal.

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Another cup of bad coffee,

Strong, black and bitter,

Maybe today I should just stay in bed.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Paper Lantern – Haiku

Credit - dnr.state.oh.us

Credit – dnr.state.oh.us

A paper lantern

Glowing softly in summer

Lovely firefly

~~ D. R. DIFrancesco ~~