This Road

This road,

Long,

Winding,

Uncharted,

Devoid of footsteps.

I am a trailblazer,

Adventurer,

Explorer,

Magellan.

I am a father,

Husband,

Friend,

Lover.

I am a fighter,

A force of nature,

Brutal in defense of those I love,

Unrelenting.

I am kind,

Generous,

Sympathetic,

Compassionate.

I am living,

Doing the best I can,

Grateful for all I have,

Hopeful for all that I want,

This is the life journey I must walk alone.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Astounding (Sonnet)

Astounding are those that look for reasons to be unhappy,

Conspiracy theories, news of the day meant to depress.

Written to convince of their literal trappings,

Our joy these words are designed to suppress.

These fools like sponges absorb utter nonsense,

Wringing out their bile in attempts to bait.

To the logical man these issues make no sense,

How much clearer must I say it, so not to restate.

Misery loves company as the old saying goes,

If willing to engage in this game.

An illness instilling more harm than will show,

On all but yourself you will blame.

Let not the lure of negativity entice you, destructive to the mind in the end,

Look for what’s positive it will surely enrich you, your body and soul it shall mend.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Another Birthday – Tribute to Martin Luther King, Jr. (Tanka)

Another birthday

You would have been eighty five

It wasn’t to be

Your dream viewed as dangerous

They took you away too soon

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

A Joyful Noise Sings In My Heart

A joyful noise sings in my heart it echoes loud and clear

Always there yet subtle, until I chose to hear

Misery and failure so often self-imposed

To those whose minds are weakened, shuttered tightly closed

We’re here on earth to be happy, harmonious in our life

Free from inner turmoil, free from endless strife

Still hopelessness persists and plagues the hearts of man

As it has always been since our time began

Knowledge is the power that will break this horrid trend

Solving war and poverty will bring it to it’s end

A precious gift to all mankind comes wrapped in simple love

The answer to our problems which came from up above

Or has love always been in us, but hidden by our pride

Afraid to share with others, instead we chose to hide

Convinced we’ve always had it, I give it from the heart

In time it will bring together rather than tear apart

For loving is far easier than the stress of eternal hate

Getting what we give will be our ultimate fate

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

In the Still of the Night

In the still of night

I lie peacefully in bed

Yet I’m not at rest.

I can feel the energy;

Electric…coursing through me.

Most unusual

This feeling of such power

Came on suddenly.

Its not at all unpleasant–

A feeling I’ve never known.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Single Blossom (Haiku)

A single blossom

Standing brave against the frost

~ Take the leap of faith

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Sing To Me

Sing to me–

WIth gentle breaths

The song I know so well.

To this melody my heart races;

Like the wings of the hummingbird

Beating ever faster to keep pace with your song.

Oh how your crescendo leaves me breathless!

Words can scarcely describe

As I await the triumphant end.

You– the seasoned maestro hold the wand;

Each wave a note closer to the finale.

How masterful you are in your genius,

While I…awestruck,

Am captivated by love.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Sky of Mandarin (Haiku)

Sky of mandarin

Welcome sight after darkness

~ The moon waves goodbye

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

O’ Calloused Heart (Sonnet)

O calloused heart, how for art thou still beating,

Glances cast at thee thou hath repelled.

Taking flight at thy masters pleading,

How couldst thee in good conscience foretell.

Thou art more beautiful than the rose,

Tho thy thorns art no less deadly.

No more couldst I offer to thee my betrothed,

Than to be forthright of mind and steady.

Nay–this was not enough,

Thy blood and soul hast proved tainted.

Coarse is thine heart when passions in the rough,

Dante’s tragedy to my core hath been painted.

Were thou only more gentle of spirit, more tender and kind,

In my true love thou wouldst bath and no truer love wouldst thou find.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

In Mornings Quiet (Haiku)

In mornings quiet
Nighttime chill bows to the sun
~ Dawn of a new day
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~