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Rose colored glasses
Distort my view of the world
All for the better
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Rose Colored Glasses – A Haiku
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Awakening
Awakening to the first rays of day
Filtered through muddled panes;
Thankful for each cherished breath,
The perfection of the day,
My wife, children, friends, acquaintances,
Those whom I have not yet met,
Perfect in just their existence.
This happiness is born deep within;
It can not be projected on one by another
Nor given as one would tender a gift.
This joy must live of it’s own volition,
In unison with the body temple,
Expelling that which festers melancholy.
Would anyone not choose happiness over misery,
Relaxation over stress, Peace over violence,
Love over hate…I think not.
This ability lies within each of us,
Active or in hibernation;
Only a nudge is necessary to awaken it
Often we bury it under rubble;
Forged from the drama surrounding us.
Though unavoidable,
It must not be permitted to loiter.
Rather it must be cast out as a leper,
Burned at the stake,
Sacrificed to the gods,
Guaranteeing the health of our mind,
Our body
And our spirit.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Joy Of Children – A Tanka
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The joy of children
There’s no greater innocence
In this savage world
Our responsibility
To protect their purity
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Naivety – A Tanka
Maybe I’m naive
Always looking for the good
Instead of the bad
Pessimism taints the soul
Leaving it to die hollow
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
An Interminable Succession
Trapped in an interminable succession,
Love, hate,
Happiness, sadness,
Joy, anger
Tolerant, intolerant,
Fear, confidence,
Belief, disbelief.
This cyclone of existence, bleeds me from the inside,
Every ounce of energy expended to maintain equilibrium.
Ups, downs,
Highs, lows,
Gravitating my emotions in tumultuous ways,
Exhausting my spirit to the soul’s core.
I am left a molten mass,
Raw nerves exposed to open air,
Sensitive to every sensation,
Yet helpless to defend.
I guess I really am human after all.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Youthful Imprudence – A Haiku
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Warmth of early spring
Rekindles past imprudence
The joys of our youth
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Follow Your Dreams – A Tanka
Do not let dreams die
Through bitter words of cowards
Like coming of spring
Nurture the tender young shoots
To reveal their destiny
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
* Inspired by a friend questioning the value of her dreams.
The Gift – A Tanka
What we forge in life
Only lives on when we share
Like gifts at Christmas
The joy is in the giving
Expecting naught in return
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
A Very Human Success
I’ve longed for success,
Yet in my lifetime,
Remains elusive,
Each dream rescinds the previous,
Resurrecting new heights to aspire,
Settling for mediocrity would be surrender,
This is the human way,
Should we not instead be yearning for elation,
Our sole reason for being,
Instead of monetary wealth,
Finding happiness in work, love, life,
Treasures that cannot be bought,
Fools believe fulfillment lies in smelted gold,
Gold alone does nothing but poison the soul,
Hollowing out and destroying our hearts,
Becoming a false and idolatrous god,
Blinding us to true and lasting joy,
Perhaps success lies in simple things,
Very human things,
Family,
Friends,
Self.
Love of one’s self must be realized,
For void of this one cannot offer love to another,
Maybe success is already in our grasp,
If we would just be thankful,
No…grateful,
For all that we already possess.
Maybe…
If we were to look inside ourselves,
We would find that we have always been…
Successful.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Greener Grass
This gravel road,
A path oft traveled,
Lane you strode,
As your life unraveled.
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Yon horizon so far distant,
Where a better life must lay,
Hurry on forth right this instant,
For the sun will rise on a brighter day.
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On yonder side the grass must surely be greener,
As the old time saying goes,
This too passes as ones life becomes leaner,
With far too little to show.
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Much too often we chase exaggerated expectations,
When they seem right within our grasp,
‘Til euphoria fades to urgent consternation,
And your prospects they dwindle and lapse.
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Life lessons learned are the hardest its true,
As the scars and bruises do prove,
Out of the rubble and ash will rise a new you,
In spirit and nature behoove.
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We greet you back home as a most beloved son,
For you needed to find your own way,
This is only the beginning of the journey you’ve begun,
Welcome home for as long as you will stay.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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