Voice of singing bowl
Heavenly source for healing
Soothing vibration
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Voice of singing bowl
Heavenly source for healing
Soothing vibration
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What lives within us,
Deep beneath skin’s shallowness?
Beauty is finite
Where the senses are concerned.
Time eats away at our flesh…
No one is immune.
The mirror lies to the young.
Tricked by ignorance
They believe it’s forever.
Surely age doth prove them wrong
As it has done for eons.
Better spent is time
Seeing the beauty within.
Love and compassion,
They have no physical bounds…
They cannot be kept.
These are things of true beauty,
Things cherished for a lifetime.
Given with no material cost,
But having immeasurable value
These are what are precious to me.
This is the beauty,
That lies deep within.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Little man
Inspiring fear,
Nostradamus of the Senate.
Do you see into the future?
Selling your snake oil to the masses
Even you can’t believe your own spiel,
Yammering on about how tough you are.
Give up already,
Recycled warmongering is getting old.
Aren’t you exhausted,
Haven’t your policies done enough damage?
America should be a beacon of peace not of violence.
Maybe it’s time for you to go.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
White House in colors
Adorned in the rainbows glow
Finally equal
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Laid to final rest
With a farewell and kind words.
Eulogies given;
The famous and powerful
Came to pay their last respects.
But is this enough,
We’ve been down this road before;
It’s paved with their blood.
Is this just more lip service
Paid to appease the people?
As the saying goes,
Actions speak louder than words,
This can’t be denied.
Maybe the edge has been reached
Finally putting an end to the hate.
Only time will tell
If these deaths have been for naught.
With man at the wheel
Anything is possible,
But I for one hope for change.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Love between adults
Confirmed by the Supreme Court
Can you say “I do”
Equality is granted
As it always should have been
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Universe above
How can we think we’re alone
Is there life out there
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The sounds of nature
Ominous in the darkness
Fear of the unknown
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
She sees what I can’t
Knowing what I only sensed
My life’s destiny
Revealed by a mystics eye
An intuitive minds lens
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do you see the sloth in slumber
Ever exhausted in his laziness?
The world passes by;
His life and circumstances change
Right before his eyes, but he cares not.
His food becomes tainted by poison and profit,
His means of survival gets cut down from under him,
Yet these do not prod him to action.
Those charged with his care seek to destroy him.
They smile and whisper in their deceitful hushed tones
Then with a fury they beat him down from his limb.
O’ poor lowly sloth, if only you were the mighty tiger;
Perhaps then you would sink your fangs into these vultures,
Perhaps then you would arise and assume your role in this jungle,
But nay, you prefer to wile the hours away in blindness and lethargy.
Be not surprised upon awakening one day soon that your blissful paradise…
Has become a barren wasteland.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~