Shallow emotions;
Ones locked away from the world
Scratch–claw their way out.
Embarrassment the result,
Succumbing to our frailties.
In being human
At times we’ll stumble and fall
Getting cut and bruised.
Forgive yourself and move on
For the best is yet to come.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Humanity lost
When a blind eye can be turned
~ Left with a cold heart
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Forest walk–crisp night,
Moon reflecting off snow white.
Pure as God’s Angels
Welcoming the virgin birth
Into this diluted world.
So short a time is the beauty unspoiled;
Where footsteps have not yet soiled.
Until man imparts his bloody mark
Corrupting nature’s pristine gift.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sky–clear glass ceiling
One can almost see heaven
Clean and bright above
Passing from life into death
Could this be what it looks like
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A heart thrashing to the sound of the owls who,
Plagued with anxiety and exhaustion–the covers drawn.
Clutching and clawing at me every once in a blue,
I lie awake lock-jawed by this infernal yawning.
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Sleep–sweet sleep evades this troubadours brain,
Locked in battle with evasive slumber.
Constant swordplay wearies and drains;
Praying for conscious fade to black and umber.
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Tortured sleepless by jailers masochistic,
For hour upon hour seemingly without end.
Hopes of escape deemed deeply unrealistic,
No longer this life do I care to defend.
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What is one to do about this self-imposed draw-and-quartering,
But take broadsword in hand for the sandmans slaughtering.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Prompt: Sleepless
Jeremy Farmer – The Boi Poet – Tuesday’s Thinking 10 December Writing Prompt
It occurred to me–a mystery of sorts,
How inward and outward my image became.
I think through others witty retorts,
They’ve morphed the person they know by name.
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Is this not how we all evolved,
Our identities molded by family and friends?
Who we were born is not who we’ve resolved;
Veering off our path for one that bends.
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Rules of life, though they often change
Undeniably forming our moral core
Relations with others and loves they arrange
Knowing right from wrong they ensure
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Perhaps it would have been easier to leave me to fate
Than to manufacture a me into this limbotic state.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
“A little more time”
The prayer with each passing day…
With every second
Until it runs out
Watching hopes–dreams fade away
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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I found myself staring,
Looking into a forest of festive lights;
Twinkling–red, green, blue, white.
The cold was forgotten,
Replaced by warmth and peace.
When I awoke…
Standing as a statue
Dusk seemed brighter,
It’s colors more vibrant,
A sense of joy filled my heart.
I was bathed in the spirit,
A renewed man.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Newness of the world
Simple things eyed with wonder
Childs innocence
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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