Author Archives: Dom DiFrancesco

Tears (Haiku)

Tears–warm on your cheek

Leave a stinging stream of pain

~ Caused by my failures ~

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Huddled Masses

Chips Under the Lamp by Malcolm Teasdale - Monday's Masterpiece 2 December Prompt - Jem Farmer The Boi Poet

Chips Under the Lamp by Malcolm Teasdale – Monday’s Masterpiece 2 December Prompt – Jem Farmer The Boi Poet

Huddled masses dirty and cold

Tossed in darkness to the foul smelling street.

Has nothing changed since the days of old;

The scuffing and shuffling of leather-worn feet.

Scarcely enough light from streetlamps glow,

They’re hungry with nothing to eat.

The single flame does not any safety show

Any end to this parade they repeat.

Fear thee not for thy faithful friend

Stands by with nary a cry.

His loyalty true never waivers or bends

With allegiance ‘til the day that he dies.

Regardless how hard the hearts turn of man

Take comfort that rewards surely await,

For its all just a part of creations masterplan

And the key through the Pearly Gates.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Monday’s Masterpiece 2 December Prompt – Jem Farmer The Boi Poet 

Winters Chill Fast Approaching

Winters chill fast approaching,

Trees barren of supple leaves

Stand cold and hard–unfeeling.

Still my heart beats–

Pulsing warm and full of life;

Though invisible to the naked eye

Like the tree…I live,

Waiting to usher forth that which I hold close.

My passions roil inside begging release,

But this runs contrary to my grain.

Struggling as that of the springtime bud

To escape from their dormancy.

Perhaps this cocoon is of my own making,

Protecting me from imagined fears.

I push…push with all my might

Against my ivy covered shell

Long shuttered to keep the frost at bay;

Exposure to the cold starkness of life too much to bear.

This is not what it is to live

Instead it is simply existing,

Void of true joy, void of heartfelt bliss

I will hibernate no longer.

This will be my spring, my season of renewal,

Buds of my inner self will burst forth

Freeing me of my self-imposed bondage,

Allowing me to thrive

In the sunlight of the everlasting day.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

With Passing of Thanks (Tanka)

With passing of thanks

My spirit has been renewed

Like I’ve been reborn

Along with the coming year

Each one gives me greater hope

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Are We Not Called to Greatness

Are we not called to greatness

As our primal spirit demands

Promised to all but the faithless

The future is in our hands

Before our eyes destiny unfolds

As beckoned by our will

In our minds and hearts and souls

Its progress won’t be stilled

So if we journey deep within

To the place where essence lives

Returning to where creation begins

Finding peace the universe gives

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Feel Each Breath (Haiku)

Feel each breath you take

Drawn into your very soul

~ Meditative bliss ~

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Given Any Choice (Tanka)

Given any choice
It would be no choice at all
You would be the one
Though we are separated
My heart chooses only you
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~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Happiness Abounds (Tanka)

Happiness abounds

In communion with loved ones

One can achieve peace

Is this not what’s important

Above all things of this earth

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Thing of the Past

A thing of the past

We have become ungrateful

Feigning excitement

Mesmerized by Black Friday

And all of its false idols

Its meaning replaced

By glossy ads–hypnotic

And sworn good fortune

Thanksgiving–gone to the heap

With Christmas soon to follow

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Raised to Live in Fear

Raised to live in fear.

Plagued with being fallible

Before loving God.

Should I live in mortal doubt

Afraid of retribution?

I prefer to thrive;

Not in guilt, but blissful joy

Trusting God’s wisdom.

Ashamed of my sins–perhaps,

Though faithful in spirits grace.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~