I think…I’m thinking
Ne’er ceasing, ever changing
Like tides ebb and flow
Under natures influence
Yet free to carve my own course
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: freedom
Buried Within – A Tanka
Buried within me
I found what I thought I’d lost
A love for myself
Long hidden by a facade
The time has come for release
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fourth Of July
The Fourth of July
More than just fireworks
Barbecues and beer
This is Independence Day
Take time to reflect
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What Does Not Kill Us – A Tanka
What does not kill us
Makes us stronger so they say
The heart disagrees
Love makes us suffer to grow
Before we are freed
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Molten Pavement – A Tanka
Black molten pavement
Heat waves rising toward heaven
Obscuring vision
A long road trip to nowhere
Destination has no name
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fear-mongering And Terror
Fear-mongering and terror
Spouted from the hallowed halls.
Worry not they shout,
We are here to protect you,
We know better than you,
We know the dangers.
Think…
At what cost?
They ask us to trust them,
Give us just a little they say,
Just a touch of your freedom.
It’s for a noble cause!
We only need it for a short while.
Like fools we consent;
Placating us under their umbrella of protection.
With each fearful rant they ask for more.
See how we kept you safe,
Nothing has happened,
But they are out there
Waiting to pounce,
They want you dead!
Asking one more for ounce of our liberty;
We gladly give it with a relieved smile.
Rumors of anxiety and dread persist,
Appeals subside,
They won’t know,
Devouring our freedoms under cover of darkness.
Alphabet soup can keep it hidden,
NSA, CIA, FBI and the rest.
Considering us ignorant and weak.
Reading our mail,
Listening to our most intimate calls,
Perusing out texts,
Nothing is private,
Nothing is sacred,
Our lives, open books for their amusement.
I ask you…
Who are the terrorists now
And who are the lambs?
Our way of life is eroding,
Just as the oligarchy has long-planned.
Extremists can sit back and watch,
As we surrender our greatness,
Under a cloud of fear,
Never having to fire another shot.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Forgotten Heroes – A Tanka
Forgotten heroes
Until violence erupts
Lives forever changed
Sad that it takes tragedy
For us to remember them
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
There Is A Thaw
There is a thaw, too long in the making;
Not just of snow and ice nor lake or window pane,
We are on the cusp of a thawing of ideals.
Like the first breaths of spring,
Fragrant and refreshing after a long brutal winter.
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What beauty awaits as blossoms,
Every color of the rainbow paints winters bare landscape,
Each one equally beautiful.
So many had fought and died to see this day,
Sun shining, blue skies, a warming breeze
Before returning to the earth.
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You were not forgotten
As successive springs sprout new generations
In the image of those preceding them.
Your loss was not for naught brothers and sisters,
A hopeful spring has come.
Spread beyond your garden borders
To mingle amongst the forests and fields.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Spinning
Orbs,
Large,
Small,
Knobby,
Slick,
Fat,
Thin,
Two or three,
Resisting macadam,
Revolting against pavement,
Carbon,
Steel,
Aluminum,
Combinations in between,
Sleek and beautiful,
Hard, but flexible,
Cool between my knees,
Blue,
Red,
Green,
Black,
Yellow,
White,
All the colors of the rainbow and more,
Pushing,
Up and down in rhythm,
Pumping,
And Pumping,
Carefree and fun,
Wind blowing through my hair,
Sun on my face,
I’m a kid again,
Riding…riding…riding my bike.
Dom DiFrancesco 