A stammering fool
Hypnotised by azure eyes
I am left speechless
Words seem so inadequate
For beauty not of this earth
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A stammering fool
Hypnotised by azure eyes
I am left speechless
Words seem so inadequate
For beauty not of this earth
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Supernatural
Souls lost between provinces
Unable to leave
Reliving their earthly hell
Trapped in the netherworld
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fraught with danger this daily walk,
As hand-in-hand we battle the foe.
Through foolish acts and foolish talk,
Into the darkness hence we go.
Faith–What faith we question still,
As answers yield no answers forth.
On hands and knees we climb the hill;
The devil tempts our mortal worth.
O’ the struggle, eternal test,
We try yet fail more oft’ than not.
Attempt as we may to do our best
It ends in sin and soul filled rot.
Yet for all our faults and feelings of loss
We’re assured of life through death on the cross.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I look upon such great divide
Families fighting through verbal battle
No middle ground, forced to choose sides
Opinions grasped like so much chattel
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Scarcely since Our Civil War
Have differences raised so much ire
Tell me–what is all the anger for
Fueling tinder to spark the fire
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Inundated torrent of adapted news
All with clearly chosen leanings
Partisan sides, a burning fuse
Caring not for truth or meaning
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We drink like cattle at the trough
Hearing what we choose to hear
Everyone else’s minds gone soft
Perpetuating mood of hate and fear
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One and all looking for someone to blame
Misplaced trust keeps fanning the fire
As rhetoric strives to focus their aim
Their lust for blood on a funeral pyre
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Once an asset was a public informed
Now we are led astray like sheep
Our minds and senses propaganda stormed
To the point we dream it in our sleep
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Questions arise, what liar to believe
None of them are worthy of trust
Making their quest to cheat and deceive
We pray their riches turn to rust
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When oh when will we ever learn
Its up to us to force a change
Instead, watching while we crash and burn
Isn’t our complacency rather strange
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Faces in the crowd
Each–a novel without words
To be imagined
Comedy or tragedy
We will never know the truth
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I chase after my shadow in hopes of pouncing
Its direction changing with each passing hour
In pursuit of the reddest of red balls bouncing
As red as reddest rose the tenderest flower
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To what purpose I know you’re most surely asking
How foolish this boy I know it seems
Dreams of tag and dodgeball basking
Ear-to-ear my smile brightly gleams
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A child at heart I choose to savor
Otherwise old and boring I’d be
Easily at home with juvenile behavior
Young in my mind and heart you can see
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How simple it is a boy and his ball
A game for one or many to play
Toss up and catch or bounce off the wall
It doesn’t really matter, it’s fun either way
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Jem Farmer – The Boi Poet Monday ‘s Masterpiece 21 October Prompt
Our circle of love
Forged in a golden token
Worn on our left hands
Once held sacred before God
Is now a Cracker Jack prize
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Our real legacy
Is not shown by our net worth
But in our children
In their hearts and minds we live
Through memories and actions
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Love’s storm crashes
Upon the rocky shore of my heart.
Teasing blood and soul
Into tumultuous sea.
Catching each drop in the riptide;
Dragging it under,
Caressing it with tender arms,
Diluting the pain
Until two become fused.
One heart and one soul;
Fluid as the raging storm
That is our love.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Oh the lies we tell
To deceive our reflection
But fooling no one
The mirror–superficial
Cannot reveal the true soul
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~