Always with a drink
Not to sustain the body
But to numb the soul
Cowardice in a bottle
Shows weakness of character
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Always with a drink
Not to sustain the body
But to numb the soul
Cowardice in a bottle
Shows weakness of character
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cool of evening settles
Blades, wicker slowly whirring overhead
It’s hum rhythmic in accompaniment
Crickets chirp softly
Bringing gently waving grass to life
O’ how calming is dusk
Tho’ sweat yet trickles from my brow
As from my tumblers chill
Tropical flavors, fresh mango and papaya
Sooth the scorched palate
Shimmering pools call to me
Beckoning to placate tortured skin
I can scarcely resist this sensual temptation
As the clang of greatly diminished cubes
rattle the bottom of my now empty glass
I succumb to temptation
Shedding heat dampened clothes as if on fire
Plunging headlong into diamond heaven
Refreshed as water streams down my face
Ushering in the chill of summers breeze
Over moistened skin
I am renewed, welcoming vitality
As if reacquainted with an old friend
What more could one desire on a sweltering night
Than to be comforted by cooling breezes,
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Smell of cigarettes,
Stale beer stains,
Threadbare carpet,
Old men,
Hunched over mahogany,
Varnish long faded,
Years of harsh use,
Stained glass,
Discolored by smokey haze,
Dirty ashtrays,
Artwork for the nicotine addicted,
Spilled whiskey,
Tears,
Young men,
Worn beyond their years,
Chasing elder dreams,
Following their path,
Door to stool and back,
Work feeds addiction,
Paycheck to paycheck,
All to payoff the devil,
Memories of yesterday,
Expunged by today,
Innocuous when numb,
Hey bartender…
Make it a double!
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~