Far and Wide, Far Beyond Horizons I’ve Looked

Far and wide, far beyond horizons I’ve looked,

Looked…looked until I glared at nothingness.

Staring straight into the gruesomeness of its face

It manages nothing but a hideous, jagged smile,

A chuckle from deep within its bowels born of hell.

I…what could I, a miserable wretch possibly do?

I am afraid, frightened of what I cannot see.

This monster is not deterred, I can feel its presence

Looming large over me, clawing at my sanity.

I can feel its steaming breath, hot at my throat;

Pulse racing, heart pounding, I tremble losing control.

Grasping the Book I raise it skyward

Screaming, crying, falling to my blackened knees.

Prostrate and bruised for a response, I wait

Yet there is none, no answer, nothing but silence.

Silence and nothingness are all that greet my tears.

I despise this hollow, sorrowful, lonely quest

Plagued with questions thicker than a locust’s swarm.

Nary an answer have I been offered all these years.

Appeasement through words written in an aged text,

My only comfort, based on a promise given in antiquity

I suppose this…this solemn promise alone,

Is the gift offered through

…Faith.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Hark The Herold Angels Sing

Hark the Herold Angels Sing,

Though now it falls on deaf ears.

Ushering in the Heavenly King,

Whose death no longer brings tears.

 

Lessons he taught in Gospels treasured,

Of peace and goodwill toward men.

Is doled out in statement of profits measured,

Beating records for sales once again.

 

Magi of old Bethlehem Star they followed,

With precious gifts to give to their Lord.

Today Christmas’ meaning has truly been hollowed,

With Black Friday and doorbusters for the hoards.

 

The birth of God’s Son in manger mild,

Welcoming the promise of old.

We’ve forgotten the gift of Heaven’s Child,

Preferring what’s bought and what’s sold.

 

Maybe it’s time to bring Christ back to Christmas,

Just where he always meant to live.

Before it’s too late and it’s meaning has passed,

Instead of receiving it’s best that we give.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

There’s No Place Like Home (Tanka)

There’s no place like home

Family huddled around

Sharing Christmas cheer

Unless home is on the street

And your cheer is someones trash

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A little reminder to be generous to those in need at this time and all times of the year,  if for no other reason than it is the right thing to do.

Rocky Crags (Tanka)

Rocky crags–purple

Reaching for sky, razor-sharp

Just to touch heaven

Reunion with the Creator

Perfection being thankful

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

What Color is Blood

What color is blood?

Red as crimson to the dullest eye.

When stripped of skin,

What is left but muscle, sinew, bone

Held together by a thin designer suit.

At birth we enter the world the same way.

At death we return the earth each the same.

Why is it that we vandalize each other

Throwing names, bullets and missiles,

Destroying our sacred selves?

More alike than different is the human animal,

Though ego prefers to separate.

Look beyond the skin in all its wondrous glory,

Reach for the soul deep within

Dismissing the prejudice of our senses.

Honor our sameness in peace and love

Remembering the wisdom of the sanskrit greeting

Namaste’.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

‘Tis Truly Frigid

‘Tis truly frigid

A day the heart cannot warm.

Generosity–

Kindling of the mortal soul

Will most surely stoke the fire.

The littlest things–

A friendly conversation,

An unneeded coat,

Time, money, acknowledgment

Can brighten someones whole day.

Do not judge their worth

For none and all are worthy;

Kindness is the key.

Give much and expect nothing

This–the true meaning of love.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Prompt: CARPE DIEM’S TACKLE IT TUESDAY #16 CHARITY

Harbor No Ill Will (Tanka)

Harbor no ill will

Make friends of your enemies

Though unnatural

Forgiveness is essential

To live a spirit filled life

So easy to say

In the right circumstances

Though hard to commit

Once anger has taken hold

Breathe deeply and let it go

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Do You Fear Silence

Do you fear silence?

Does the absence of voice scare you?

Do you hide behind white noise?

Do you seek shelter in the arms of music?

Do you try to drown it out with television?

What are you afraid of?

Is it that perhaps your inner voice might speak,

That the Divine might make its presence known,

That you might see into the darkest recesses of your soul

Or is it that you might come to realize that there is more out there

Than what our mortal senses reveal.

There is nothing to fear dear one;

Embrace the quiet,

Look within for the answers you seek,

Call upon the Divine for guidance,

Wrap yourself in peace and love

And know that in silence

…There is wisdom.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

So Demanding

So demanding, so selfish,

Looking out for “me” and me alone.

Didn’t your mother tell you,

Play nice and share.

When denied–anger rages,

Desires, like flames burn.

When left unchecked

Humanity suffers;

Feeding materialism,

Hunger for power,

Loss of compassion.

There is no peace,

Thirst cannot be quenched,

Enough is never enough

Needing ever more to survive.

Without spirit

The monster is revealed.

Without love and compassion

The host becomes a shell

Succumbing to the alter.

Tyrants and despots

Know this far too well.

Do not fall victim to this knave

For the path can lead to darkness.

You are the master–

Demand subservience

As if your soul depends on it

From the spoiled child,

…Ego.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Humanities Walk

Humanities walk

Either joyful or a drudge

The choice of each soul

Living in the past

Wallowing in self-pity

Brings only despair

Drawing one into the blackness

Making the light of hope dim

Look at the present

Be thankful for all you have

See only the good

This will enrich your whole life

And grant you abundant peace

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~