Tell me a story
One with love and compassion
My greatest longing
To brighten this dark world
Is this too much to ask for
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: darkness
Do Spirits Exist (Tanka)
Do spirits exist
Walking the earth after dark
Or are we alone
It can’t be coincidence
That things go bump in the night
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hidden Amongst Ash
Hidden amongst ash
Bones and memories still thrive;
Haunting the living,
Choosing not to let them go
They are invited to stay.
We welcome them in
Sharing with them–our futures,
Our hopes and our dreams,
Only to be left in chains
Imprisoned by our dark past.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Negativity (Acrostic)
Nightmares, perhaps a chemical imbalance
Edge me ever closer to the precipice.
Granted, I have had a favorable life;
Adorned with friends, family and children,
Time, health, home, finances have been kind.
In spite of all this, happiness eludes me.
Venom spews from my lips quite freely
Instigated by a darkness living deep within.
This I must tame if I am to find lasting peace
Yet I question daily, my ability to do so.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sleep (Acrostic)
Seldom do dreams my sleeptime invade
Lost in darkness through deepest night
Ever praying that this nothingness fades
Endearing my soul to the brightness of day
Perhaps true reality is when blackness pervades
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
To Feel The Night (Haiku Series)
Warm–moist is the breeze
Accompanying the buzz
~~ Mosquitos draw blood
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A blood moon eclipse
Is this the sign of end times
~~ An infrequent visit
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Shadows in the night
Tend to breed anxiety
~~ There’s nothing to fear
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Poetry Prompt Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Heeding Haiku With Ha: To Feel The Night
The Dark Angels Fly (Tanka)
The Dark Angels fly
Back to the netherworld
Cloaked in ghoulish smiles
Proud of their terror unleashed
Anxious for the coming year
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do Not Cower in Darkness (Cyclical Rubaiyet)
Do not cower in darkness, in this imaginary fear
The black is nothing but starkness, in one’s own mind my dear
A thing of fairytales and nursery rhymes and legends of all kinds
Impotent in daylights harshness, our worries disappear
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Oh…the tricks and fears we dream with our active mind
No matter how many tears we cry there are always more to find
Dry your eyes my little one, for none of this is real
As daylight wanes, evening nears, dreams and nightmares intertwined
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Time will tell that all is well, for I know quite how you feel,
Bedtime comes to room you dwell, to God you pray and kneel
With deepest hope your wishes and dreams most in earnest hear
Before you know as parent this same to your own children heal
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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AUTHORS NOT: This poem was inspired and modeled after the Persian Rubaiyet form introduced to me by Jen over at Blog It or Lose It, please check out her blog, I think you will enjoy it.
Dark Closet
Its a dark closet,
Door shut,
Bolt fixed,
Lock turned.
Reaching above the door frame,
Skeleton key missing.
Clanging of metal tells the tale.
You’ve locked yourself inside,
Stolen the key.
Don’t you want rescue,
To be saved,
Freed from this dungeon?
In an instant
Lights go out.
No sign of life beneath locked door.
All is quite,
Retreating to the recesses of your mind.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
This Blanket Of Snow
This blanket of snow,
Holds no greater chill than that of my soul,
Tangled in frigid fingers of emotion,
Drowning in a veritable ocean,
Whose frothy foam I call home.
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I ask not for your sympathy,
Desire not your empathy,
This road I must travel alone,
A path my heart to me has shown,
Until my thirst has been sated.
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To struggle forth and never find,
Reeks with havoc a fragile mind,
Constantly reaching to dull the pain,
No matter how subtle to keep me sane,
Darkness hides the tears I grieve.
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Let not this smile I outward show,
Mislead you that I carefree go,
Buried deep within sullen core,
Bolted and locked the iron door,
My feelings trapped in dungeon black.
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I pray one day to find the key,
To let in light so that I might see,
The gift of worth in this life I’ve led,
Before I join the cold stone dead,
On a sea of stark eternity.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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