Author Archives: Dom DiFrancesco

Glass Houses

Glass houses, a stone was thrown,

Where vines with thorn and poison grown.

Mirror you look, but cannot see,

Thing you hate inside is me.

So much alike, minds eye blind,

Wall of stone you hide behind.

Fear the world would see what’s real,

Confront the pain too painful to feel.

Problems perceived, faults not mine,

No matter you can’t ignore the signs.

Bury them deep, you feel you must,

Someday the damage you’ll see I trust.

Stronger than you, you never realized,

Afraid to look into my eyes.

Afraid you’ll find myself in you,

False perception like bird would flew.

Carry on this childish game,

One day to burn out a candle flame.

My hope for you be sooner I pray,

Love yourself come-what-may.

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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~

 

Traveled Far And Wide – A Tanka

Traveled far and wide

Never having left the house

Imagination

Running wild through the pages

Each chapter an adventure

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Every Thought Of You – A Tanka

Every thought of you

Conjures up the memories

I’ve tried to suppress

Spilling out my weaknesses

Leaving me spent and hollow

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Demons, Of The Mind Or Real

Demons, of the mind or real

Are they not one and the same?

It all depends on how you feel,

Perception is the name of the game.

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A fact to one, to another fiction

It matters your point of view.

A passing fad or tragic addiction,

Apparent in what we say and do.

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It makes no difference the chosen vice,

Whether outside or so ingrained.

Once affliction takes hold, you never think twice,

They are illness’ one and the same

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Bite down on your tongue the next time you speak

About thinks you know nothing about.

The outlook for some, no matter how bleak

Is a demon they’re fighting to rush out.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Spread the Word! Free eBook Weekend!

Who would be foolish enough to pass up a free copy of a fantastic novel…certainly not me. Get your copy of Legends of Windemere: Beginning of a Hero free all weekend long. While you are at it why not get the newly released book #2 of the series, Legends of Windemere: Prodigy of Rainbow Tower to enjoy during these hot summer days.

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In honor of the release of Legends of Windemere: Prodigy of Rainbow Tower, I’m putting my first book up for a free weekend.  So, from August 2nd until August 4th, Legends of Windemere: Beginning of a Hero will be free.

I would greatly appreciate people spreading the word about this free weekend.  Fingers crossed that this helps with sales for the second book.

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I Think

I think,

Mind cluttered with words,

Lines,

Life,

Trash,

Looking for an escape,

A blank page,

A song to sing,

Anything,

Something to feel release,

Pressure,

Cooking up inside,

No anger,

Just excitement,

Bursting to create,

Art,

Happiness,

Love,

It matters not,

Pen,

Brush,

Heart,

Soul,

Tools all the same,

On which canvas I will exact a gentle touch,

Is the question which awaits an answer.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Tempest Rage – A Rondel

A tempest brews its fiery rage,

Raining flame from lair on high,

Innocents run from molten sky,

As players on this devil’s stage.

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The evil Lord, his venom thrust,

Hatreds source no one can say,

Legend speaks of broken trust,

Though long ago, lives on this day.

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The village prays a hero come

As many a generation before,

All victims to his ancient lore.

While losing hope is the fate of some

The rest await the chosen one.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Steel Bars – A Tanka

Steel bars of prison

No match for my jailer’s wrath

Sentence self-imposed

Cruelty and deprivation

Are the penalties for sin

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Peeling Back The Layers

Peeling back the layers

Like an onion of marble, brick, wood,

Concrete, steel and plaster.

What lies beneath this man-made skeleton?

Flesh, blood, bone,

Hopes, dreams, promise,

Failure, disappointment, longing,

Pain, suffering and sorrow,

Wrapped in the package human.

Wealth nor status makes one immune.

Life infects rich and poor alike,

Birth and death spare no one,

Entering into their pact with nothing

And fulfilling the contract with no reward.

These truths are guaranteed

Despite a desire to bury them in denial, religion or alcohol.

Make what you will of your life

Ignore those that cry to you with outstretched hands,

Divert your eyes from malnourishment,

Turn your back on humanities fallen,

Do this and more without conscience

As a soulless miscreant is bound to do.

This is your choice.

Or join this race we all run…offering,

Time, money, love,

Compassion, sympathy, understanding,

A helping hand, encouragement,

As much or as little as you have,

This is what it means to be human,

To be in communion,

Asking nothing in return.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lover – A Cinquain

Lover

Found amongst stars

Giving passion freely

Living life in euphoria

Beloved

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~