Darkness blinded me
I was lost in self pity
Seeing no way out
Then I opened up my eyes
And was saved by light and love
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Darkness blinded me
I was lost in self pity
Seeing no way out
Then I opened up my eyes
And was saved by light and love
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Give from a full heart
As if life depends on it
Because it just might
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lovely bungalow
Left in ruin–overgrown
Mark of foreclosure
Farewell American dream
It was nice while you lasted
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
From my window I look;
Trees, mountains, flowers
All manner of things stare back at me
Though seldom do I notice.
Caught between the necessities of modern life
And the blindness of adulthood,
I’ve forgotten how wondrous my surroundings.
Rushing from place to place,
Highways, freeways, traffic shifts my focus.
Technology diverts my attention,
Cell phones, computers, television, video games,
No wonder we live in a chemically induce coma.
Time to appreciate the natural world seems impossible,
Finding excuses instead to perpetuate our unfulfilling lives.
How does this make any sense?
Our time in this beautiful world is short,
Time with our loved ones is most precious.
Perhaps the power button is our best friend,
Turn it off.
That vacation time we are saving
As we edge ever closer to a heart attack…
Maybe we should take it.
Step outside, take a deep breath
And enjoy the most beautiful video game ever created
…Nature.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Day mourns not the night
Natural is its passing
Into mystery
As man returns to spirit
So too is his fate unknown
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Where have my dreams gone
My mind a dark theatre
I wake to nothing
No recollection of sleep
Only a nocturnal void
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
‘Tis not the fragrant flower I once knew,
Pleasing to the senses,
Brightening the world with her effervescent palette.
Her silky petals crumble, fragile to the touch,
Falling like toxic ash in the putrid air.
She pollutes the earth that feeds her,
Poisoning her waters making them non potable.
Oh how her beautiful bouquet has mutated,
Turning ugly and angry in the midst of the garden.
Those not of her kind are suffocated as weeds,
Trampled, then pulled out by their roots.
Intolerant and hateful she has become,
The prick of her thorns has turned fatal.
Her beauty, now masticated by selfishness
Sets her on a path to destruction.
No longer prized, no longer admired,
She will be turned as mulch–
Into the soil from whence she came.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
See armageddon–
Hiding behind bombs and guns,
Deadly viruses,
Indiscriminate killing,
Murder and mayhem abound!
Worst of man exposed;
What goes around comes around
As the saying goes.
Perhaps we’ve come full circle
To pay for indiscretions.
No nation is safe.
Technology has assured
We are one world.
Hide amongst your ignorance,
But know–it cannot protect.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The silent killer
Ebola the fifth horsemen
Can we stop its reign
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
My struggle persists.
When confronted with belligerence I am weak;
Anger bubbles up from the depths of my soul.
Though I attempt to be as the sage,
Civil, calm, understanding, as yet I am not.
This disappoints me–disappoints me greatly,
But I have learned to forgive myself.
It is only my humanness barging through
Exposing me for what I am…a mere mortal.
Superhuman, without feelings or emotion,
I suppose not as I was born, live and will die.
Perhaps next time I will have more control,
Understanding that he who presents as my adversary
Is nothing more than my fellow man,
Ensconced with the very same emotions
That I too struggle to contain.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~