Ravages of time
I see it in the mirror
Wrinkled, grey and thin
Underneath it all I’m young
Still childlike in my mind
This shell is just that–
A shell, weather-worn with age
To be discarded
But this is not the real me
Only a facade that I show the world
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Modern Magellan,
O’ how I wish to explore
Beyond my country.
Sheltered by America,
I long to breach its borders.
There is so much more,
More than our brief history,
Our moment in time.
The lands of our ancestors
There–just a voyage away
…Maybe someday.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The ghostly killer
Whose silent voyage complete
Rests within our shores
The price paid for our freedom
The cost of humanity
Testing fortitude
Will we practice what we preach
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Roses thorn–savage call,
Reminds how fragile thy love.
Thy bloodless drop of tears they fall,
Tainting thy ivory dove.
In sorrow, my sorrow I beg repent,
Thy pain hast no place in my heart.
I pray to God relief be sent,
Promise never again to take part.
On bended knee I pray thou forgive,
I never meant to perpetrate such pain.
Promise do I for as long as I live,
Or be damned to eternity of shame.
Dearest Rose, beautiful Rose, my thorns I know I must quell.
Revealing my heart to thee who must know, or forever be banished to hell.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A new day begins,
Mine to make of as I please
Or let swallow me.
To live or die at its hand–
My only care in this world.
What choice should I make?
This should be oh so simple
Yet still I struggle.
I seek magical answers
When life stands right before me.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fickle wind doth blow
Leaving carnage in its path
Twisted metal–wood
Like a house of playing cards
Left as chaotic rubble
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I’d forgotten the serenity of the vicious sea;
Her frothy mane as it spreads itself upon the shore
Gracefully stroking me, drawing me into her loving embrace.
To touch her, to feel her supple skin beneath my hands;
Soft yet strong as it glides effortlessly away from the shore,
I am captivated by her beauty.
The shimmer of her eyes blinds both sun and moon,
They are no match for her diamond soul,
Nor am I as she swallows the sun as it sets.
In dark of night I can hear her calling across her sandy expanse
The path of the moon dancing from wave to wave
Revealing how miniscule I am under heaven
Just as the grain of sand swept from shore.
I smile as if one with the earth and sea
Flowing effortlessly from here to there.
O’ how I had forgotten how beautiful the sea,
How beautiful the soul,
How beautiful and how temporary this life;
Until she reminded me of what I am.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mandarin sun sets
Sinking perilously slow
As it always does
The coming day begs it rise
Bringing light and life to earth
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Faces look around
Each with varied histories
Searching for answers
This is what makes us human
Regardless of appearance
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Here is a piece of writing worth reading. I love how down to earth it is…very impressive. Great job Trey.
What will I do when God answers me?
Will I believe it is actually him?
I don’t see how I couldn’t…
I’m sure I’ll know, don’t y’all think…
Him being God and all…
I would like to hear his voice, I think; although the prophets say I couldn’t handle it; yet, they all heard him, didn’t they?
I know he’s a really great listener but I don’t get much feedback from him other than that still small voice I can’t seem to hear over the noise of my complex little world.
What if he cuts into one of my prayers and asks “What now, Trey?”
All pissed off, like…
What if he says that he’s heard all this from me before; over and over and over again; blah blah blah
What if he says “I love you, but you disappoint me and you make me crazy!”
Or “I am done…
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