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  • Follow Your Dreams – A Tanka

    February 21, 2013

    Do not let dreams die

    Through bitter words of cowards

    Like coming of spring

    Nurture the tender young shoots

    To reveal their destiny

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

    * Inspired by a friend questioning the value of her dreams.

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  • Living in Fear – A Haiku

    February 20, 2013
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    Image Credit: timesunion.com

    A knock on the door

    The sound of locks and latches

    A wary welcome

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Forgotten

    February 20, 2013

    Little one,

    You never asked to be brought into this world.

    ~~

    Cold and cruel,

    Born on the wrong side of the tracks.

    ~~

    A mother’s love,

    Can feed the soul, but the body still craves.

    ~~

    Too young to speak,

    Still your cries speak louder than any words.

    ~~

    Sustenance is your right,

    Denial would only draw covenant with your demise.

    ~~

    Dying is inevitable,

    A fact of life, but a fate undeserved to one so young.

    ~~

    Blamed for your station,

    You live in the shadows,

    Cursed by the sins of your father,

    Left to scavenge at the fringes,

    Only to be forgotten,

    Or treated as a pariah,

    By defect of conscience.

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Age of Statesmen – A Tanka

    February 20, 2013

    Age of statesmen gone

    Left with only empty suits

    Like their promises

    A wealth of material

    But nothing of true substance

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • A Winter’s Day

    February 20, 2013

    Shafts of golden beam

    Carry dust and dreams

    Through panes stained

    From winds and rain

    Warming on a cold winter’s day

    Secured from dhill, inside I will stay

    A cup of tea in one hand

    Envisioning holiday in a warmer land

    Comfort in a good book I will read

    In these I find all the solace I need

    Nothings better on a cold winter day

    Than a good book, hot tea and…

                           A mind allowed to stray

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • The Gift – A Tanka

    February 20, 2013

    What we forge in life

    Only lives on when we share

    Like gifts at Christmas

    The joy is in the giving

    Expecting naught in return

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Unfaithful Lover – A Haiku

    February 20, 2013
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    Image Credit: tribute.ca

    Nerves, raw and exposed

    Torn asunder by deceit

    Unfaithful lover

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Left Out

    February 19, 2013
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    Left out in the cold

    Fingerless gloves beg for change

    For food and shelter

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • In Remembrance

    February 19, 2013

    Ye stand erect or lay supine,

    Worldly barrier to Heaven or Hell.

    In hopes a life you lived sublime,

    “Til the gates of pearl cannot we tell.

    ~~

    Simple truth or solemn quote,

    With chisel and hammer etched in stone.

    A life as full and wholesome promote,

    In passing ye set the living tone.

    ~~

    In years to come when pall has passed,

    A testament be left to remain.

    Symbol of a life lived to outlast,

    What flesh and bone cannot sustain.

    ~~

    Though grass may grow to overgrown ,

    And the marble be weathered and worn.

    For a time to come the living will know,

    When you died and when you were born.

    ~~

    In this, ev’n the humble may gain solace,

    Great riches nor fame are of import.

    Most human of rituals must surely befall us,

    Whence this stone stands in tribute and retort.

     

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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  • Parental Anxiety – A Haiku

    February 19, 2013
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    Image Credit: jrlawfirm.com

    The birth of a child

    Brings turbulent emotions

    For fear of failure

    ~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

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