Musings of an Aspiring Author and Poet
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Skinned knees
Blood red
Torn pants
Frayed rope belt
Too big for frail frame
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Nails caked
Hands shake
Dirty hands
Utensils for eating
Food is scarce
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Shirt ragged
Sleeves ripped
Buttons missing
Better than nothing
Shopped from trash
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Face leather
Beard unshaven
Hair matted
No place to shower
Embarrassed by odor
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Scrap cardboard
Help Me Please
Eyes pleading
Can you spare a dime
Will you spare a dollar
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Looking away
He’s invisible
Just a bum
Remember his knees
He wounds like us
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You pray to God
Recite His passages
Holier than thou
Looking down your nose
You detestable hypocrite
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blind to what’s ahead
We fail to trust our instincts
Leaving us exposed
Like flesh bare to noonday sun
Too late once burned and blistered
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Awakening to the first rays of day
Filtered through muddled panes;
Thankful for each cherished breath,
The perfection of the day,
My wife, children, friends, acquaintances,
Those whom I have not yet met,
Perfect in just their existence.
This happiness is born deep within;
It can not be projected on one by another
Nor given as one would tender a gift.
This joy must live of it’s own volition,
In unison with the body temple,
Expelling that which festers melancholy.
Would anyone not choose happiness over misery,
Relaxation over stress, Peace over violence,
Love over hate…I think not.
This ability lies within each of us,
Active or in hibernation;
Only a nudge is necessary to awaken it
Often we bury it under rubble;
Forged from the drama surrounding us.
Though unavoidable,
It must not be permitted to loiter.
Rather it must be cast out as a leper,
Burned at the stake,
Sacrificed to the gods,
Guaranteeing the health of our mind,
Our body
And our spirit.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A simple action
Done out of selfless kindness
Can change the world
Open your hearts to others
And goodness will surely flow
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dormant hopes plow headlong into the day
Exposing what should have been embarked upon long ago.
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Fear and trepidation are expelled by confident reserve
Earned through years and experience.
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Age’s limitations are banished
Realizing that age holds no boundary on dreams.
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To succumb would be to admit paralyzing defeat,
This would be unacceptable.
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Imagined consequences only serve to inhibit
Stunting our ability to progress toward true destiny.
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For there is no failure in the journey made
Only in never having made the journey
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fleeting…Time escapes
Roses bloom then die…To late
Gone is their fragrance
Another chance has been missed
Ever fewer lay ahead
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Godless hypocrites
Plague this world in their God’s name
Unleashing hatred
Are these demons not in sight
Ripe for justice to be served
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Solitude scares me not as I wallow in the quiet.
Exquisite silence joins me, sits beside me like an old friend,
Placing a congratulatory arm around me in comfort.
As refreshing as a hot bath or a shot of Glenlivet;
Sharpening the senses as a razors edge,
Carving away at the clutter of modernity,
Replacing it with the simple rhythms of my own beating heart.
At times, as joyous as intimacy,
Energizing and euphoric yet primitive;
Cleansing the mind, lifting the soul.
This rejuvenation, one of the great pleasures of life,
Elementary in conception, is often not easily obtained
As responsibilities, self-imposed or otherwise throw up their gauntlets.
Unavoidable without effort in our hectic sphere;
Time for self must be apportioned for sanity’s sake
If we are to live healthful and fruitful lives.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
This a really terrific poem emphasizing just how cruel words can be.
