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The cries of children
Parents look on through their tears
Hunger still exists
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cries Of Children – A Haiku
Monthly Archives: June 2013
Agony Of Love – A Tanka
Agony of love
A hearts beat torn asunder
Ripped from breathing chest
Leaving it hollow and cold
Emptied of any passion
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Love’s Dance – A Tanka
Breath– your lips on mine
Warm and moist against my skin
Every nerve dancing
Calling ecstasy by name
In our love’s coital dance
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sentimentality And Longing
Sentimentality and longing–drowning
In a sea of what was.
Knowing that one can never go back
To childhood,
To before grandma died,
Before the loss of grandpa,
Before any of the idiotic decisions we make
During the folly of our youth and beyond.
The impossibility of this is obvious;
Time only marches forward,
Steady and resolute in its determination.
Leaving us, if we choose to stay,
in the dust and cobwebs of our past.
One must ask, “To what end?”
To be passed…
By opportunities for love,
The love of family,
All the good that life has to offer.
A life of misery,
A life of hoping for what was,
What can never be,
This is the fate of so many.
Living in sorrow, void of hope,
Void of happiness,
Drowning–in sentimentality and longing.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
End Of Day – A Tanka
End of day quiet
As sunset breezes relieve
Easing tired mind
The joy of dark solitude
Readies me for a new start
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Worker
You blame the unions,
You blame the American worker,
Moving your plants overseas.
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You say we want too much.
Is a decent quality of life too much,
A living wage to raise our families.
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You take no blame on yourself,
Your greedy shareholders,
Gnarled hands outstretched,
Grasping for a greater piece of the pie.
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You cry, profits are down;
Consumers aren’t buying!
You take our jobs away
Giving them to those in the third world.
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No job, no money, no spending,
Where is your logic?
You ask for more from us
Giving us less for our labors,
Yet our bleeding is still not enough.
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Our blood, our sweat means nothing,
No longer are we people,
No longer do you show us loyalty.
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Profits reign king in your corrupt world
And we are merely paupers,
Struggling in your greed poisoned kingdom.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Awkward
Gangly legs
Ungraceful swan
Awkward reflection
Imperfect beauty
Work in progress
Opaque vision
Transparent in age
Metamorphosis
Gorgeous butterfly
Biding time
‘Til wings spread
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In The Audience
In the audience
I watch this worldly play
With tears in my eyes
A tragedy unfolding
WIthout an intermission
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Waiting – A Tanka
I grow old waiting
Knowing you will never come
Wasting my short time
Logic tells me to move on
But hope keeps me locked in place
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fear-mongering And Terror
Fear-mongering and terror
Spouted from the hallowed halls.
Worry not they shout,
We are here to protect you,
We know better than you,
We know the dangers.
Think…
At what cost?
They ask us to trust them,
Give us just a little they say,
Just a touch of your freedom.
It’s for a noble cause!
We only need it for a short while.
Like fools we consent;
Placating us under their umbrella of protection.
With each fearful rant they ask for more.
See how we kept you safe,
Nothing has happened,
But they are out there
Waiting to pounce,
They want you dead!
Asking one more for ounce of our liberty;
We gladly give it with a relieved smile.
Rumors of anxiety and dread persist,
Appeals subside,
They won’t know,
Devouring our freedoms under cover of darkness.
Alphabet soup can keep it hidden,
NSA, CIA, FBI and the rest.
Considering us ignorant and weak.
Reading our mail,
Listening to our most intimate calls,
Perusing out texts,
Nothing is private,
Nothing is sacred,
Our lives, open books for their amusement.
I ask you…
Who are the terrorists now
And who are the lambs?
Our way of life is eroding,
Just as the oligarchy has long-planned.
Extremists can sit back and watch,
As we surrender our greatness,
Under a cloud of fear,
Never having to fire another shot.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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