Blame, cursed blame eats at the soul
Recusing the heart from feeling…loving
Oblivions incessant darkness shadows every breath
Knocking on every door selling its wretched wares
Even goodness recognized is stymied by the gauntlet
Nothing is permitted passage for fear of pain
No one is let beyond the citadel’s ramparts
Entry can not be bought as the heart’s gate is closed
Strangled by pity and destined for loneliness
Sadness ravages because we cannot let go
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Padlocked is my heart
Protected from being hurt
Your love is the key
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Feel anothers pain
Before you too harshly judge
Called being human
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blackened hearts draw blood
Cross and careless with their words
Hate grows like a weed
How does passion turn so cold
Killing off those we once loved
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Deepest
Saddest
Oldest
Coldest
Words cut the deepest, saddest of truths
Results in oldest, coldest reprove
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Authors Note: This is one form I had never tried before. I realize that it looks quite easy, but please know that it isn’t. Give a try yourself and see. I realize this isn’t perfect, but it’s a start.
Tyburn is a six line poem consisting of 2,2,2,2,9,9 syllables.
The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words. The last two lines rhyme and incorporate the first, second, third and fourth lines as the 5th through 8th syllables.
Examples can be found at http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/tyburn.html
Raging storms of emotion
Depressing spirits,
Letting go–while oft advised, remains elusive.
Instead we choose to perpetuate past wrongs,
Embodying our history as if the present,
Reliving it day after day after day.
This does not promote the fullness of life,
Rather it stunts our happiness;
That which is our God given right.
Healing begins with forgiveness,
Forgiving yourself…
Not for the despicable act
That which was not of your doing,
But for the effect it has on your soul.
It is not necessary to forgive the perpetrator,
They are not worthy–
Nor a requisite for healing.
This is your life,
Take it back,
Live in the light,
Dig deep within yourself,
Choose to live in the joy that was gifted to you
–By your birth.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
This modern day doth promote looseness of lips
Easily speaking with nary a thought,
Then later in regret we come to grips
With what is proper as we had been taught.
A click of send with no recall,
Forever unleashed upon our world,
Try as we might we can never stall
The insults and hurt that we have hurled.
Nay, neither you nor I are immune;
We’re feeble and frail in our judgement moral.
Apologizing and vowing a different tune,
We beg forgiveness both written and oral.
Would it not have been best to have bitten our tongue
Forgoing the backlash that has now begun.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Time doth heal all wounds
So the unenlightened claim
Scars are permanent
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Best of intentions
Go astray very often
When offered rashly
Acting without second thought
Can drive a wedge between friends
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Emotions cast out
Like a net upon the sea
Unexpectedly
Take on a life of their own
Spiraling out of control
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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