Category Archives: Poetry

I Escaped With My Skin (Sonnet)

I escaped with my skin though tattered and torn

Yet feeling far less than whole.

Far less like me than when I was born,

A piece of me it seems to have stole.

 

I ponder this mystery for reason I’ve not,

No finger can I place on the cause.

Giving my attention giving all that I’ve got,

In spite of my inherent flaws.

 

This feeling I have is an odd one indeed,

There’s nothing I can pinpoint to blame.

My mind the enabler melancholy it feeds,

Insanity is clearly its aim.

 

For sanity’s sake I must surely let go or suffer the wrath of its grip,

Still deep in my heart I certainly know this only a momentary slip.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lost Amongst Chaos

Lost amongst chaos

Something had to change quickly

To keep sanity

In the quiet dark I sat

Alone with only my thoughts

Finally peace knocked

Begging me to let her in

A most welcome friend

Come home to roost for a time

I just hope she plans to stay

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Blurry Eyed I Wake (Tanka)

Blurry eyed I wake
Smell of spring envelops me
Song birds my alarm
Only Heaven could surpass
The perfection of this day

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Travelers (Shadorma)

Stairs

Stairs

Travelers

On a worn stairway

Toward Heaven

Redemption

On the narrowest of paths

One step at a time

 

Stumbling

We grab the handrails

Looking up

As we climb

Hope of reward at the end

Is what we pray for
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Shadorma Photo Prompt #8

 

The Sun Still Rose

The sun still rose as I knew it would,

The birds sang their songs,

The winds blew strong,

The grass remained green just as it should.

 

In dawns dim light I opened my eyes,

My wife lay sleeping by my side,

My children in the next rooms reside,

All of these cause joy in my heart to rise.

 

The waters flow cooling parched earth,

The skies still a brilliant shade of blue,

The flowers bloom as they always do,

These more valuable than material worth.

 

Life continues like every other day,

As it has O’ these fifty years on,

Caring not the least as each new day dawns,

For it knows no other way.

 

I guess I’m just part of this natural flow,

Arriving then passing with time,

Like the bird and the beast and the tree and the vine,

I’ll receive my calling to go.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Feed The Injured Heart (Haiku)

Feed the injured heart

That it becomes strong again

~~ Relearning to love

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Silence

Silence does not mean I don’t care.

Perhaps I’m stifling a self-righteous opinion

Or maybe I’m just listening like a good friend does.

I don’t have all the answers nor are any required.

Your questions are rhetorical,

Simply statements to self,

You already know the answers.

It isn’t my place to judge,

Only to offer advice when asked for it,

My judgemental days are over.

I don’t walk in your shoes,

I don’t feel what you feel,

I haven’t lived your life,

Struggled your struggles,

Traveled your rutted path.

Instead I offer my silence

…As a show of love and support.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Look Into The Sun (Haiku)

Look into the sun
Shafts of light point to heaven
~~ A natural peace

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~