A single flame burns
Brightly under Christmas sky
Hope springs eternal
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: hope
Gather Up Your Dreams (Tanka)
Gather up your dreams
Clutch them tightly to your breast
Never letting go
Believe they will manifest…
This becomes reality
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fluttering Open (Tanka)
Fluttering open
Struggling to clear the haze
Another morning
What will this new day behold
Everything as intended
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Look At Our Future
Look at our future.
Will it be one of terror
Frightening our young
Or will it be one of hope.
Shouldn’t it be obvious?
I question mankind,
So very illogical
In his foolish ways.
Repeating failed history
With the very same results.
So lets march our way
On this road to destruction
Like the sheep we are;
Believing all that we hear
Into the fateful abyss.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
It Occurred To Me Today
It occurred to me today–
Prompted by a voice,
Not in my head,
No, it came from a voice on the radio.
I’ve heard this voice a hundred times,
Heard the same questions,
Heard the same answer,
But today–
Today of all days I actually listened.
What is life?
What is living?
That’s when the light finally turned on.
It’s the glorious journey of learning how to die.
We do it daily,
We do it with every breath.
We look to our religions,
Our Gods, our souls for the answer.
Why?
In the desire to leave this world in peace
With dignity,
With the hope for something after,
Something more than this temporary existence.
And why shouldn’t we?
Are we not returning to our beginning,
To the earth,
To the air,
To the heavens,
As we have been blessed to do.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Scattered Amongst The Ashes
Scattered amongst the ashes
A solitary flame flickers
Shedding light on the bleakness of this world.
Perhaps the next child born will be the one to save us from ourselves.
Each first breath offering hope
That our nescience is not irreparable.
Deeming ourselves civilized
We erect gauntlets against what does not fit our world view.
Denying climate change,
Though it stares us in the eye,
Forcing spiritual beliefs
All the while claiming discrimination,
Sloughing off cries of racism
Because admission would make us something less than human.
I see no light amongst the living–
Only more of the same driven by greed and selfishness.
If we are to be rescued it will be by a new guard,
One untainted by our perverted values,
One born with the humanity, the selflessness, the courage
To eradicate the filth that pollutes this planet
With their bastardized vision of God
And their gluttonous appetite for money.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In Sorrows Midst With Tears I Prayed (Sonnet)
In sorrows midst with tears I prayed
That you would return to offer your love.
A stubborn man, I’m a fool they say
To believe that my needs would be held above..
With independent mind, this could never be
How arrogant I was to consider it true.
I wanted to believe what I could not see
Though you never misled, I misconstrued.
Not once was my intention to hold you back
From fulfilling your dreams or destiny.
It saddens me that I turned your heart to black
By denying you all that you hoped you would be.
Patience and love are what should have been given, but to this I was utterly blind.
These are the virtues that too late I’m living, in hopes that you’ll witness if so inclined.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
To Those Gone Without A Trace
To those gone without a trace,
What were your last thoughts?
What did you see?
What did you here?
To the Atheists, did you find God?
To the Christians, did you ask Christ to save you?
To the Muslims, did Allah forgive you your sins?
This is not an indictment,
I would asked for all of this and so much more.
Did you feel abandoned?
Did your life flash before your eyes?
Did you see the faces of loved ones?
Did you hear the laughter of your children?
Surely I would have felt all of these things.
These questions bring me to tears.
I don’t know what I would think as I sat helpless,
And in the end would it really matter
In the face of impending doom?
These answers float on the wind,
And drift with the changing tides,
In places without names, undiscovered.
Know that wherever you are,
We think about you,
Hoping that your final rest is in peace.
Lost at sea.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Consciously Adrift
Consciously adrift in melancholia today
A strange feeling of sorts, almost out-of-body.
Praying this awareness isn’t here to stay,
It has been some time since I have felt this oddly.
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Perhaps its the conclusion of a season so merry
Punctuating my customary schedule of labor,
Or the calming of life that for a time was so hurried
Returning to the normalcy of my common behavior.
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More like the drying of the druggy or drunkard,
The heart becomes heavy with worry and sadness.
These feelings have since grown increasingly absurd,
Leading me down this pathway toward madness.
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Pray tell–to what end does this folly intend,
In driving my soul to the brink of destruction?
Try as I might to bandage and mend
And pull myself out of this pit of compunction.
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On knees that are bent in prayer for reprieve
All one can hope for is its swiftness to pass.
Lifting up spirits and hasten sorrows to leave
Like sand as it trickles through narrow of the hourglass.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Societies Poor (Tanka)
Societies poor
Feeding the coffers with cash
They cannot afford
All on a sliver of hope
To gamble their way to wealth
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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