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  • Friends for Life

    February 23, 2013

    Lifelong friend,

    We speak without speaking,

    Share a history we both have lived,

    Characters in a story that we both have told.

    Our parents cut from a similar mould,

    Blue collar, God fearing, salt of the earth

    We are cut from that same cloth.

    Neighbors as children and again as adults,

    More like sisters than our sisters,

    Distance only a temporary hindrance,

    How peculiar our bond.

    What path our futures may hold, I do not know,

    What I do know is that you will color mine,

    And I yours,

    Lifelong friend.

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

    * Written from my wife’s point of view about her best friend who she has know since she was 6 years old.  They grew up together almost 3,000 miles (and 40 years ago) from where we live now and now her best friend and her husband live waking distance from us.  That is a friendship, one which I never had.   I think this is wonderful.

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  • A Ship Gone Adrift

    February 23, 2013

    What little I have,

    What little hope I hold out,

    I hold out for you my brothers and sisters,

    As this ponderous ship lumbers on.

    Burdened with the heavy load of it’s own pomposity,

    It lists port and starboard under it’s shifting cargo,

    Tacking to-and-fro to navigate to calmer waters.

    Captain and crew befuddled by the turbulent course,

    Confused, cries of “Mutiny!” wring out from the deck,

    Their cries fall on deaf ears.

    On course for the eye of the storm,

    The captain, in his pigheadedness refuses to yield,

    Refuses to see the oncoming torrent,

    Refuses to change course,

    If not for him, but the sake of his crew.

    Equally obstinate,

    The crew abandons ship with nary a word,

    Cowardly defecting to save face,

    Leaving captain and cargo,

    Feral and adrift to meet their fate.

    For a ship untended…

    Seldom reaches the safety of port

     

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Godlessness

    February 22, 2013
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    Image Credit: gawker.com

    I do not question the existence of God,

    I question the existence of godlessness

    Ever so pervasive in this hedonistic world.

    So sure am I that even the inattentive cannot be blind,

    Look around you, everywhere around you,

    Do you not see the mountains, oceans, rivers, flowers,

    Do you not see the sun, the moon, the stars above,

    Do you not see your mother, father, wife, children?

    All right before you,

    Shining examples of the goodness of the Creator.

    Step back, for just a moment, from the materialism that cripples you,

    Look to the sky,

    Feel the sun on your face,

    Smell the fragrance of a rose,

    Embrace those that you love,

    These are all gifts from God,

    Not to be taken for granted,

    Not some random creation, weird science or cosmic coincidence.

    Beauty lies all around you as it alway has,

    If only you will open your eyes,

    Open your hearts,

    Open your minds,

    To the greatness of the Maker.

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Let Go The Past

    February 22, 2013
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    Image Credit: peoplefinders.com

    Don’t regret the past

    Focus on what lies ahead

    You are it’s master

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Politics and the Electorate – A Tanka

    February 22, 2013

    Crawling to the edge

    Thirsting for cool crisp water

    We find a mirage

    Nothing but sand, hot and dry

    More lying and corruption

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Love of Family

    February 22, 2013

    Consumed by treasure

    Riches are not wealth alone

    Like the love of gold

    Love of family enriches

    Living on after we’re gone

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Tears for the Unborn – A Haiku

    February 21, 2013
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    Image Credit: npr.org

    Knees pulled to her chest

    A destitute mother weeps

    For her unborn child

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Over A Barrel

    February 21, 2013

    Coffee thick and strong,

    Cooked over an panhandlers stove.

    ~

    A barrel fire for warmth,

    Trash confiscated as fuel.

    ~

    Emitting the foulest of odors,

    Room for but a few.

    ~

    Night frigid under tenement shadows,

    Shanties erected haphazard.

    ~

    Rags moth eaten and ragged,

    Held up by anything scavenged.

    ~

    Shelters vulnerable to the storm,

    Little choice in the matter.

    ~

    Homes taken,

    Jobs shipped overseas.

    ~

    Children hungry and cold,

    Let down by an unsympathetic people.

    ~

    A movie scene?

    No, these are real lives.

    ~

    Real people,

    This is life on the street.

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Pink Slip – A Tanka

    February 21, 2013

    Catatonic stare

    “Sorry, we must let you go”

    Hits like a brick wall

    Slow, hard and painful at first

    Then it numbs you to the core

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Model Of Perfection

    February 21, 2013

    Cascading waterfalls,

    Feed by mountain snows,

    Sculpt masterpieces,

    On a canvas of faceless stone,

    Meticulously perfect,

    Timeless in their artistry,

    Mother’s brushes and chisels,

    Water, wind and sand,

    Do what the masters could never do,

    Hobbema- Rembrandt paint pretty pictures,

    But nature did create their models,

    By her own steady hand,

    Exquisitely crafted and signed,

    To the world with love.

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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