Flower filled ravine
Planter for nature’s bounty
Painted in pastels
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Flower filled ravine
Planter for nature’s bounty
Painted in pastels
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The wretched gather
This place of drink and of smoke
Bright lights and promise
Weeks wages folded neatly
Hidden in their Sunday best
There is no preacher
No pews, no heavenly choir
To welcome the flock
Yet hope for the future lives
In each pull, in each hand dealt
Praying for riches
To resurrect their belief
In this countries dream
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Utopian dreams
These are but an illusion
In the minds of man
Introspection is the way
Your ideal life is waiting
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Rough waters recede
Leaving stillness in its wake
Ebb and flow of life
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Predisposed to this ideal
Ever seeking, ever clawing, ever failing
Reaching the peak only to slide down
Falling, falling, falling
Etched with scars we are chided
Corralled into striving for greater greatness
Tortured and tormented into anxiety
I am obligated, I cannot disappoint
Only to find their utopia just beyond reach
Never realizing you have been perfect all along
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco
An eye for an eye
The oldest form of justice
Incubates revenge
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Nighttime horizon
Ever thick and unnerving
So like our futures
Riddled with anxiety
Let us focus on the now
  ;
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
War rages onward
Violence meets violence
Meets more violence
Do we not see the pattern
Are we blind to the outcome
It is infinite
The result always the same
With flag draped coffins
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Pamela Beckford publishes her 3rd solo poetry collection. Using various poetic forms she illustrates how love can set the heart on fire but also shows how that same love can turn to ashes. Poetry is an expression from deep within the soul. It can be therapeutic and healing. It can bring out all the best or the worst in life. Her poetry comes from the heart, not the head. It is an outpouring of emotion and she exposes it to the reader in the pages. She leaves a piece of her soul in every poem
Reviewers have said things like:
“Pamela’s poems are refreshing since they are truly written from the heart. She has a gift of writing a poem that speaks to each person’s heart and emotions.”
“Breathtaking. That singular word – breathtaking – is the best one-word description of “Dreams of Love” by Pamela Beckford that kept coming to mind as I lingered within the pages.”
“These are not just words strung together in forms. Somehow she manages to share huge and deep emotions with two words – or one. ”
“Pamela’s poetry is diverse and creative. Lyrical without self-conscious fluff. Quiet confidence in her abilities with the various forms.”
Pamela Beckford has been writing poetry for about two years. She began writing with the encouragement of a couple of friends and has found that it has taken over her mind. She is a nonprofit CEO and enjoys reading with children on a regular basis, as well as her own reading. She lives in northern Indiana where she devotes her life to others through her job and her family.
Is there a cause in the name of God worthy of cruelty.
Man seeks ever more horrific ways to slaughter
Proclaiming, “This is the will of God.”
Show me where it is written that this is His command.
It is nothing more than a grab for power,
A subjugation of the populace through a reign of terror…
Your mortal motives impure.
Defend your beheading of the innocent,
Defend your burning of the living for the world to see.
How does this bolster your cause?
All you serve to do is alienate through your merciless violence.
You are looked down upon as animals,
A scourge on the face of this planet to be eradicated.
Lay down your sabres, holster your guns,
Draw down and retreat into the background,
Live in peace.
No further murders need be committed,
If you become silent
And listen to the gentle words of your God.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~