Heavenly tango
Where two lovers become one
Sun’s total eclipse
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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To believe or not
Is a question of one’s faith
As it’s always been.
We can never know for sure
Until we leave this body,
Whether their is more
Or if this is all there is.
So…what will it be?
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Extremism lives
In every country on earth
Welcome Tunisia
The fold of victims awaits
When will the violence end
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Sky obsidian
Smell of desert in the wind
Storm fast approaching
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ -
Green, it bursts from barren bone,
Winter’s skeleton it heals.
Buds like sequins brightly shone,
Nature’s attention it steals.
Grey and dull against sleet and snow,
Awake though seeming asleep.
Biding its time until spring makes a go,
An entrance its certain to keep.
An annual ball to welcome the birth,
Introduction sure to astound.
Filling the forest with echoes of mirth,
From sky to the roots underground.
O’ this time of year is a sight to behold,
Giving the living their due.
Year after year it never grows old,
Of this I’ll always speak true.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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A cheeky letter
Congressmen sent to Iran
Not very funny
Preferring war over peace
They commit acts of treason
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Analog has gone digital,
So much information so quickly,
What is truth and what is a lie, who knows.
They scorch the earth for an exclusive,
Relegating to the urn any semblance of journalism.
Erasure of the line between fact and fiction was inevitable
With each news segment fusing shock and entertainment!
Relaying stories in sound-bites,
My dyspathy grows with each passing day.
Mr. Cronkite’s bones must rattle at their blockade to reason,
With a charge of foul play at their lack of professionalism.
What a disgrace these vultures are…
Scarcely worth the carbon they’re made of.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
PROMPT: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle # 52
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #52 -
Gone are those days
You know…the ones where our children are better off than we are.
What is better for them,
Saddled with debt for an education that guarantees them nothing,
Grown children living with their parents,
Prospects for their futures clouded,
Shadowed by unceasing war?
For many taking up arms for their country the only way to survive
Taking injury and death as necessary risks.
Is this what we wanted for our children,
Is this what our parents had hoped for us?
Where do they go from here in this country divided?
Everything is in turmoil!
The government is polarized,
The people brainwashed by extremist media.
Bankers, the greatest threat as described by our founders
Have slithered their way into our capital’s marble halls.
So much promise has been squandered.
This once great nation is sacrificing its young
And for what, pieces of gold,
A return to a past that has long since died,
Survival of the fittest where the rich become richer
And everyone else becomes irrelevant.
This is not the country I knew and loved,
It is an abomination of the worst kind
Feasting on the bones and blood of our children
To fuel its unquenchable lust and greed.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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