Incredible Is This Gift (Acrostic)

Incredible is this gift given to the homosapien

Man’s God-given ability to dream

Allowing the subconscious to come to the forefront

Giving the illusion of reality

Ingrained so deeply yet out of our control

Natural as breathing or the beat of our hearts

And yet it is overlooked and treated as fancy

Tilled into the earth, buried for eternity

Isn’t it strange how the mind plays its games

Omnipotent in its ability to set lifes stage

Ne’er leaving a trace when exposed to the light of day

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

How Terrible To Be Separated From One’s Love (Acrostic)

How terrible to be separated from one’s love,

Oceans mocking with their insurmountable gauntlet;

Praying on the tender heart as if expendable.

Elicit my wrath you vile beast!

Love conquers all or so the saying goes,

End your repeated assaults on star-crossed lovers

So that those destined to be united might consume.

Save your sour vengeance for hell,

Releasing us to our burning desires.

Over your objections we shall conquer.

My steel shall slaughter your thirst

And leave us to our own destiny.

Neither man nor beast shall stand in our path,

This I vow until my last breath.

I love you, shall be written in the stars

Completing our journey destined by the Creator.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:  This poem was inspired by Julian Froment and the poem he posted today to his love, Ionia Martin.  I have found it very sad that these two people have to live separate lives when they are obviously destined to be together.  I hope that whatever is keeping them apart is resolved very soon. 

Ignorance (Acrostic)

Its not an excuse for inhumanity

God did not make us omnipotent

Nor did He make us judge and jury

Only He commands such authority

Racism, discrimination, hate

Arrogance, intolerance

None have a place in civilized society

Courage to withstand is paramount

Even though they will want us to burn

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Destiny (Acrostic)

Dogma plagues our human existence

Erasing common decency–trading it for war .

Souls bought and sold because of inspired word;

Thrown to the wolves by those in sheep’s clothing.

I do not hate religion, I do not deny its inalienable right

Nor do I deny the good which it contains.

Yet zealots pass judgment in the Name of their God–

destroying the lives of others…this I despise.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Little Thought Do We Give (Acrostic)

Little thought do we give at time of conception,

Isolated in our cocoon of lust and love.

Feeling as one, our sensual obsession,

Embraced in our skins like hand in a glove.

Another’s life we send on its wondrous journey,

No consideration given to responsibility taken.

Despite their affect on our futures, so blurry,

Doned in false wisdom we vow to ne’er be shaken.

Even in this arrogance the question must arise,

After time to ponder has settled our voice.

The seriousness of our action lay right before our eyes,

Having created something of beauty with or without choice.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

At This Joyous Time of Year (Acrostic)

At this joyous time of the year

Venerated throughout these many centuries,

Are not earthly goods transacted without thought to the season,

Raising questions of greed and desire?

Is this not the poignant warning

Charles Dickens ghosts so eloquently foretold?

Evil lives in the seven deadly sins.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Proponent of the Poor (Acrostic)

Proponent for the poor as the Good Book says,

Obeying the word divinely inspired in antiquity.

Practicing that which has for so long been preached,

Even amongst ever growing unpopularity.

Finally–perhaps a corner has been turned,

Revealing a man worthy of this sacrosanct reign.

Allowing himself to be humbled as others had not learned;

Nursing those whose lives epitomize great pain.

Could his motives be this solemn and pure

Iesvs Nazarenvs Rex Ivdaeorvm so commanded;

Saving of souls through teaching assured,

                            …this as our God has demanded.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

All Hallows Eve (Acrostic)

Approach with haste O’ pagan night

Let ghost and ghoul cause scream and fright

Little children in costume plead

Holding out bags, on treats they feed

Alas the spirits under moonlit sky

Lumber and moan from low and high

Leading us all in a sinister dance

On Halloween in the devils prance

We think not of the origin of day

Slinking around in the shadows we play

Ever oblivious is probably best

Villains and monsters and all of the rest

Endear this festival from east to west

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

It Rides on Horse With Crimson Eyes (Acrostic)

It rides on horse with crimson eyes

Cleaved head its eternal quest

Hades resurrected, for centuries tries

Avenging soul the Devil blessed

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By night the Hollow, Hell on earth

Onerous task in this Sleepy land

Demon slaughters for all its worth

Child and woman and man

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Raise its head from unmarked grave

A task of a gruesome sort

Ne’er resting until craniums been saved

Ensure the wrath of the apocalypse four

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Prejudice – An Acrostic

Painful

Raping ones identity

Extracting their soul

Just to claim superiority

Unfathomable to the logical mind

Disgusting to those blind to difference

Inclusion makes us grand

Communion makes us stronger

Ending prejudice

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~