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  • My Absence, It’s Been A Very Long Time
  • Winter Tragedy – 100 Word Story
  • Stagnant Waters Their Diseases Yield
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  • A Wise Man Once Said (Haiku)

    February 25, 2014

    A Wise Man once said
    Love thy neighbor as thy self
    ~~ Forgotten today
    ~
    ~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Great Barnegat Bay

    February 25, 2014

    Great Barnegat Bay,

    No match for the chill of mighty winter.

    Even scarved in saline she cannot withstand its grip

    Nor shelter her residents from its icy hand.

    Fractured ice flows appear as mirrored plain;

    Sea birds scavenge

    Spying the cracks and holes for sustenance,

    Receiving only a baptism of frigid water in return

    Life goes on unfettered beneath her rugged exterior.

    Cattails line her shores

    Hunched under the weight of snow and ice,

    Browned and solid as if petrified.

    Nor’easter after nor’easter has taken its toll

    Leaving a barren tundra in their wake.

    This too shall renew in thaw,

    Icy plates melding back into the bay,

    Birds once again feasting in their land of plenty,

    Cattails finding the strength to stand straight in the warming winds.

    Nay this will not be the last,

    Her life blood destined to repeat this dance in natures echo,

    Yet she perseveres despite all she endures.

    This has gone on for time immemorial,

    Making her hard–

    Strong as steel, unwavering in her resolve.

    Still under a summer sun she softens,

    Gentle in her warm embrace,

    Diamonds reflecting off her fluid gown,

    She is a lady,

    Loved and cherished by all who know her.

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Out on a limb – Metaphorically speaking: My battle with Lyme’s Disease

    February 25, 2014

    Read this touching and painful post by a very strong woman. Please show her your support it is very much deserved.

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  • Ignorance (Acrostic)

    February 24, 2014

    Its not an excuse for inhumanity

    God did not make us omnipotent

    Nor did He make us judge and jury

    Only He commands such authority

    Racism, discrimination, hate

    Arrogance, intolerance

    None have a place in civilized society

    Courage to withstand is paramount

    Even though they will want us to burn

    .

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

     

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  • Discrimination

    February 23, 2014

    Discrimination

    By religious objection

    Legally sanctioned

    Isn’t it time we grew up

    And let bygones be bygones

    Yet some of us can’t

    Gays can be refused service

    In Arizona

    That is if the law passes

    Welcome back to the stone age

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

    ~

     AUTHOR’S NOTE:  For those that are interested here is a link  to the story that prompted me to write this piece.  Arizona is placing a bill in front of the governor for her signature or veto that allows individuals, businesses and religious institutions to deny service or admission, primarily to members of the LGBT community so long as they can show that their discriminatory actions were prompted by their religious convictions.  This is disgraceful in my opinion and certainly does not make me proud to live in this state.

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  • 1st Birthday Sale for Beginning of a Hero! Free for 3 Days!

    February 22, 2014

    Who doesn’t love a babies first birthday, so why not get your copy of Legends of Windemere – Beginning of a Hero for FREE, I did and support a terrific author at the same time.

    Charles Yallowitz's avatarLegends of Windemere

    Cover Art by Jason Pedersen Cover Art by Jason Pedersen

    On February 24th, Legends of Windemere: Beginning of a Hero will be 1 year old.  To celebrate, I’ve done the following:

    BEGINNING OF A HERO IS FREE FOR THE NEXT 3 DAYS!

    ENJOY THE SALE AND SPREAD THE WORD!

    And don’t forget the rest of the series!!  Click on the cover art to go to the Amazon site!!

    Cover Art by Jason Pedersen Cover Art by Jason Pedersen

    Cover by Jason Pedersen Cover by Jason Pedersen

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  • Winter Winds Cross Barren Fields (Terza Rima Sonnet)

    February 22, 2014

    Winter winds, screech angrily cross barren fields,

    Brutal and unforgiving without relent.

    While livestock and crop to natures wrath they yield.

    .

    Annually recurring without consent

    Praying for relief from weather’s harsh fury

    She is steely firm and she will not relent.

    .

    Corrals succumb to Jack Frost’s frozen slurry.

    Cornstalks and wheat are like skeletons slumping,

    Coated by blizzard and skies gentle flurry.

    .

    This icy grassland under shod foot clumping,

    Springtimes thaw all things naturally await.

    To tree branches and twigs their beat is drumming.

    .

    Waiting for the cold’s icy grip to abate

    With renewal of crops our livestock they wait.

    .

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

     

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  • Saguaro Arms Raised (Tanka)

    February 21, 2014

    Saguaro arms raised

    Reaching skyward towards heaven

    In eternal prayer

    Like a monk doing penance

    For a life of transgression

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • We Gather Here Today (Poem Read At Grandmother’s Funeral)

    February 21, 2014
    My Grandparents Wedding Picture 1930
    My Grandparents Wedding Picture 1930

    We gather here today in mourning and in tears

    Just as tradition dictates we must

    Saddened to have lost one we all held so dear

    Into the hands of God, her soul we do trust

    ~

    We grieve–as a way of dealing with our heartfelt loss

    But wouldn’t celebration of an extraordinary life be best

    To be honored and have loved is priceless at its cost

    Yet our faith will most surely be put to the test

    ~

    In the midst of our sorrow we must look for the good

    At this life lived so full and so well

    Surely she would want this, I believe that she would

    As our angel in heaven tolls the bell

    ~

    I’ve pondered these thoughts both long and hard

    Feeling blessed for having known her all my years

    While many have known her longer and held her in highest regard

    Very few could be held as her peer

    ~

    I think of the things that she saw while she lived

    Horse and carriage and car shared the road

    The tango took hold and its popularity thrived

    Halley’s comet appeared with a tail that did glow

    ~

    These are just a few of the things that took place

    All within the year of her birth

    The Boy Scouts established to this year can be traced

    For however much or little its worth

    ~

    A few years down the road and the world was at war

    For the first, but unfortunately not the last

    The Panama Canal finally opened its doors

    With the indestructible Titanic going down fast

    ~

    Prohibition arrives with all glasses going dry

    Women finally won the right to vote

    The Charleston becomes a hit why not give it a try

    Babe Ruth hits the home run high note

    ~

    Then marrying the gent with whom she’d share all her time

    A tall and swarthy olive skinned man

    Handsome, debonair and genuinely kind

    A perfect compliment for this lady so grand

    ~

    Not only did love grow, but the staircases climbed

    The Empire State Building’s grandeur completed

    Our National Anthem made official–so sublime

    The Wizard of Oz premiered that’s now so oft repeated

    ~

    Soon three children arrived who she cherished all of her days

    No other event in her history could compare

    By the grace of God all three of them are here with us today

    To celebrate the life she was kind enough to share

    ~

    Then the war to end all wars the second had begun

    Separating this young mother from her true love

    Left alone to raise her brood once two she now was one

    With courage and a strength from up above

    ~

    The smile of fate shone upon wife and mother oh so young

    Bringing back the husband and father to his home

    The rest of his life he spent working hard–unsung

    Staying with her and raising their kids never again did he roam

    ~

    Then the fifties roared in with Korea in conflict

    McCarthy began his hunt and his war

    The picture in color the television did inflict

    Princess Elizabeth the Queen takes center floor

    ~

    Walt Disney opens his land and his first jeweled crown

    James Dean sadly passes away in a crash

    Elvis’ gyrations bring Sullivan’s curtains tumbling down

    While Castro dictates with his promises so brash

    ~

    Then the first of her children has a child so dear

    Most surely the apple of her eye

    A lovely little girl like her mother its clear

    No better could she have done had she tried

    ~

    But no this was not to be last by any stretch

    A boy this time was in the offing

    The second of the grands her heart he did fetch

    Topping this would be a feet ever so lofty

    ~

    Then a iron strong wall dividing Berlin was built

    JFK speaks of the “Man on the Moon”

    A crisis in Cuba armed with missiles to the hilt

    A President’s life taken way too soon

    ~

    Amongst all of the chaos another grand is born

    The first to her youngest and his wife

    Coming about the time that the Beatles hit our shore

    Giving joy to a sad and turbulent life

    ~

    The U.S. sent its troops to a place called Vietnam

    To fight in a most unpopular war

    Then the fourth grand is born to Dad and Mom

    In the year the first Super Bowl scores

    ~

    In the following year a King left the room

    And another Kennedy too

    Armstrong became the first man on the moon

    While the dream of Woodstock came true

    ~

    Then in the year from Vietnam we came home

    The final baby grand entered the world

    A beautiful little girl to the family they had grown

    Before her the red carpet unfurled

    ~

    The stage has now been set for many more years

    Her grands had babies of their own

    The lights of her life that she held oh so dear

    Guaranteed she would never be alone

    ~

    How amazing it turned out that her line was not complete

    Great grandchildren gave her great great grand children to hold

    So few have been blessed and fewer still will repeat

    This fairy tale that has seldom been told

    ~

    We all have been rewarded to have had her for so long

    In our hearts, our minds and our souls

    Even with her passing this love will never be gone

    We must hold her memory to fill in the holes

    ~

    This dear friends and family is why I illustrate

    With amazement in all she lived through

    Yes I’m filled with sadness, but in joy celebrate

    With envy at the wonders that she knew

    ~

    I remember with great fondness her kind and gentle heart

    Not one callous bone did she hold

    Today is not an ending, but a new and hallowed start

    To be traveled in death as her life had foretold

    ~

    Her belief in God, no her true love of the Lord

    I’m sure gave her great comfort in the end

    So much can be learned, much more than we can afford

    Her faith unwavering did not bend

    ~

    Mom Mom Bea–this simple tribute is the least I can do

    To selfishly comfort my sorrowed heart and mind

    Sweet lady–I bid you farewell with the fondest adieu

    One whose life with great love I’ve enshrined

    ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

    ~

    AUTHOR’S NOTE:  This is the poem that I read at the funeral for my grandmother earlier this week.  Some of you had asked if I would post the poem I read in the church and after giving it some thought and getting my parents blessing (I felt I should make sure they were not opposed to it) here it is.  So many things happened in the world during her 103 years.  I hope that you enjoy it.

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  • Snow Falls–Pure

    February 20, 2014

    Snow falls–pure, floating silent on the breath of angels,

    Soothing the harsh reality of winters abrasive chill.

    We long for the newness of spring, but it cannot be;

    Buds cannot blossom without the falling of seed.

    Though the pain of withering seems eternal, it is, but life–

    Reminding us that we will be called back to whence we came,

    Back to the earth, back to the soil that nourished us,

    Back to its enveloping arms for everlasting rest.

    To those that remain, this offers little comfort.

    A void is left that no other can fill,

    Instead its life is to serve as a constant reminder–

    A living testament to those that came before and are no longer here,

    Exuding the beauty and goodness inherited through time.

    Though their delicate flower, has sacrificed its petals to the wind

    And their stems have crumbled to dust;

    Their image remains forever embedded in memory,

    Never forgotten–often replicated in their honor.

    Just as the lowly flower, we are left to serve as reminders,

    Reminders of the harshness of our own winter, that takes;

    Yet still it welcomes the beauty of spring with open arms.

    Though tainted with elements of sadness,

    Spring does promise hope, hope in the joy of birth,

    Joy in the remembrance of those departed,

    Joy in the love shared, the warm kisses on the cheek,

    The hugs, the laughter, the kindest of words;

    Joy in having had the pleasure of knowing and being known,

    Loving and being loved, cherishing and being cherished.

    What greater honor is there in this momentary world?

    I can think of none, nor would I trade them for another.

    With longing and sorrow we say goodbye to one so loved,

    Though our separation is as brief as our living.

    We will reunite one day beyond this earth

    Shedding this body and freeing our spirit as if no time at all had passed.

    Placing our souls into the gentle hands of the Creator,

    We take comfort that we will be cared for and cherished in Heaven

    Just as we were cared for and cherished in life.

    Say not farewell, for farewell tenders nothing but sadness and permanence,

    “Until we meet again” seems much more apt

    Be firm in the knowledge that we will…”meet again”

    In a place of beauty amongst those that we have loved,

    Never again to be parted.

     ~

    ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

    ~

    AUTHOR’S NOTE: I was asked to speak at my grandmother’s funeral a few days ago and had written a couple of poems that I thought I might read to honor her memory.  This is the one that I did not read, but I hope that you will enjoy it. 

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