Musings of an Aspiring Author and Poet
Sky clears, brilliant blue
No more violent storms loom
It’s raining sunshine
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Travel forth in life
Entranced with this wondrous world
Indeed it’s awe filled
If only you live eyes open
To the beauty around you
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I long for silent sleep
Where dreams take holiday
And nightmares cower in their tombs.
Oh how I have prayed for the abolition of my demons
Banishing them back to Hell,
But I am weak and afraid.
They claw at me in my waking hours
And draw blood in my slumber.
I am but a frightened child
Bowing to their every whim.
To fight them can only encourage pain,
A pain suffered more than once o’er’ these many years.
So I deny the monsters that haunt me;
Pretending that all is well
While I await their next onslaught.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We must give to get
Give nothing and life is empty
An eternal truth
Give without expectation
And life will be abundant
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Complicit are they
Brandishing their mighty swords
While crying for war
They hold the blade to our necks
Prepared to slaughter skeptics
Monsters, murderers
A mess of their creation
Denied as fiction
How short the memory is
When the Right can blame the Left
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Waters flow freely
Ever flexible, formless
Yet so powerful
Should we not live as water
Molding to life as it comes
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Skin prickles,
Blood boils,
Barbs catch flesh
Tearing bits and pieces.
Words are arrows striking my soul,
Bleeding and angry I cry out.
Why…why does bating frustrate,
I promised it wouldn’t!
It would never be allowed to spoil me,
But it has once again.
Deep breaths, eyes closed, I must let it go,
Regaining my center,
Banishing my anger to the netherlands,
For my own sanity I must forgive
Allowing others to believe as they will.
They too are trying to find their way;
Looking for answers through consensus or conflict.
I must learn to accept this with a smile
Offering them nothing,
But love and silence.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Domestic abuse
Can never be justified
Old fashioned? I am!
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The tenderest touch
Kissed by the first rays of dawn
Your skin against mine
Wrapped in Egyptian cotton
Cool in the rapture
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
