Famous yet human
Not immune to weakness
~~Gone before his time
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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May you rest in peace Phillip Seymour Hoffman 1967-2014
Category Archives: Poetry
Choosing To Work With Hands In The Earth (Sonnet)
Choosing to work with hands in the earth
The peace, the sun, the dirt under my nails
Paying homage to God with all that I’m worth
With prayers that my undertakings will not fail
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Rest…I know not how regardless of the day
Once commanded so long ago, this I know
No disrespect do I mean, this is just my way
Through my labors this is how I show
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Good for both the body and eternal soul
I offer my sweat and blood in your honor
All this that I sacrifice shall never take its toll
Doing nothing but good, my faults I shall conquer
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Surrounded by God through all we endeavor
For this world is His temple, would He abandon us, I think never.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Neither Caste Nor Coin (Tanka)
Neither caste nor coin
Forge anything to compare
With Mother Nature
Monet, Van Gogh, Picasso
All shams before the master
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Castles Made Of Sand (Tanka)
Castles made of sand
Swept away by ocean waves
Down to the last grain
No different than our lifetimes
Passing through the hourglass
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Drought, Floods, Heat, Cold…Hell (Haiku)
Drought, floods, heat, cold…Hell
We refuse to accept blame
~ Its global warming
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Destiny (Acrostic)
Dogma plagues our human existence
Erasing common decency–trading it for war .
Souls bought and sold because of inspired word;
Thrown to the wolves by those in sheep’s clothing.
I do not hate religion, I do not deny its inalienable right
Nor do I deny the good which it contains.
Yet zealots pass judgment in the Name of their God–
destroying the lives of others…this I despise.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
These Words (Tanka)
These words are my own
One man’s view of this world
Offered in earnest
Like a father to his child
They are given out of love
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Pregnant Sky (Haiku)
The pregnant sky falls
Bringing evening into the world
~~ Another day dead
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~~ Dominic DiFrancesco ~~
Trying to Stay Above the Fray
Trying to stay above the fray,
In spite of the traps laid at my feet.
Some have tried to tease anger to the surface;
Unreasonable requests
Rush judgments,
Poking and prodding, tools of this trade.
I refuse to succumb,
Instead I will look within for strength,
Seeking a joyful place to center myself.
On occasion failures have succeeded–
Yet I refuse to scourge myself over failings,
They are, but momentary and quickly pass.
I am above all of this minutiae,
It is nothing–white-noise lobbed to distract.
With this realization I have strengthened my resolve
And I am resolved to rise above.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Broken Hearts and Broken Dreams
Broken hearts and broken dreams left among the ashes
Ruins in the wake of the tsunami–your selfish desires.
Scavengers scour through the wreckage for sustenance
Finding nothing but crumbs left for them to fight over.
Is commitment so distasteful that exile is the only cure?
What of those cast aside, banished to Elba–victims,
Are they simply expendable for your greater good?
O’ what blackness must thrive in your narcissistic soul,
Pitiful…flourishing in this loveless existence of yours,
Choosing loneliness over the love and warmth of another,
Hiding like a coward behind a cold and hollow heart.
Like a lion you search for your next meal
Feasting, gorging hungrily as if this may be your last,
But you know it won’t, there is always another prey,
One that thinks it can tame you to save themselves.
Who is fooling who in this eternal struggle?
You are the sly one, knowing this is sleight of hand
Leading on those that offer you their hearts
Until you grow weary of their affections.
Tossing them on the heap
You grind their souls and their passions into dust.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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