Tag Archives: Christmas

The Kindly Old Gent (Wordle #41)

The kindly old gent with a draftsack before him

Scurries down the chimney of brick.

Graceland or ghetto no matter how grim

He works with an unexplained trick.

Those who don’t believe, scoff and ridicule,

They strangle the joy that he brings.

Claiming his spirit is nothing but minuscule,

A mischief only the daft would dare sing.

The arrogant believe their android smartphones

Hold the key to everlasting peace.

‘Til their batteries fizzle and they’re totally alone

Will they realize, by their conceit, they’ve been fleeced.

Suffice it to say at this intersection of seasons

Those illeists that find themselves superior,

May realize their errors for a number of reasons

Taking on a disposition that’s oh so much cheerier.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Poetry Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle # 41

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Wordle #41

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #41

Season Nearly Done (Tanka)

Season nearly done

All that’s left is the New Year

The question I ask

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Will anything change this time

Or will we fail as always


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Single Flame Burns (Haiku)

A single flame burns
Brightly under Christmas sky
Hope springs eternal

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Hark The Herold Angels Sing

Hark the Herold Angels Sing,

Though now it falls on deaf ears.

Ushering in the Heavenly King,

Whose death no longer brings tears.

 

Lessons he taught in Gospels treasured,

Of peace and goodwill toward men.

Is doled out in statement of profits measured,

Beating records for sales once again.

 

Magi of old Bethlehem Star they followed,

With precious gifts to give to their Lord.

Today Christmas’ meaning has truly been hollowed,

With Black Friday and doorbusters for the hoards.

 

The birth of God’s Son in manger mild,

Welcoming the promise of old.

We’ve forgotten the gift of Heaven’s Child,

Preferring what’s bought and what’s sold.

 

Maybe it’s time to bring Christ back to Christmas,

Just where he always meant to live.

Before it’s too late and it’s meaning has passed,

Instead of receiving it’s best that we give.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

There’s No Place Like Home (Tanka)

There’s no place like home

Family huddled around

Sharing Christmas cheer

Unless home is on the street

And your cheer is someones trash

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A little reminder to be generous to those in need at this time and all times of the year,  if for no other reason than it is the right thing to do.

Sad Is This Season

Sad is this season
That its kindness is fleeting
Gone in the new year
Replaced once again with greed
And loveless human spirit
Quickly we forget
The message of tradition
Tossing it aside
When it no longer serves us
Returning to loathsome ways

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lighted Trees, Presents (Senryu)

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Lighted trees, presents

Meaning lost on the season

Materialism

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Another Christmas

Another Christmas

Filled with anticipation

It comes then its gone

Will spirit leave as quickly

Resulting in depression

The gifts are opened

Dinner and dessert are done

Family–friends gone

What have we left of Christmas

When all excitement passes on

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

O’ Heavenly Star (Haiku)

O’ Heavenly Star

Two millennia guiding

~ Path to Bethlehem ~

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~

Carols By The Fire (Tanka)

We Drink Because We’re Poets –  We Drink Inspiration –  Poetry Prompt #006

Carols by the fire

Electric Yule log ablaze

Singing out of tune

Like the late great Lawrence Welk

We’re drunk on tiny bubbles

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~