Waiting – A Tanka

I grow old waiting

Knowing you will never come

Wasting my short time

Logic tells me to move on

But hope keeps me locked in place

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Chameleon – A Haiku

Image Credit: cities.org

Image Credit: cities.org

The chameleon

Changes with it’s surrounding

So also must we

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Unexpected

The unexpected

Colors the dull hues of life

Like the painters brush

Morphing the starkest canvas

Into a virile art work

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Uncomfortable Skin – A Tanka

Uncomfortable skin

Wrapping unknown destiny

Who am I to be

A question answered at death

By looking back at our life

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Self-esteem – A Tanka

Self-esteem of youth

Broken by thoughtless discourse

Like carnival glass

Scattered in minuscule shards

Is laborious to mend

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Outside

Outside–

You see a face,

Weathered, showing the wear of time,

Wrinkles carved like dry rivers

Affixing character to a once youthful landscape.

~

Soft skin hands, wipe the sweat from the brow,

Long since retired from hard work,

Thin and gnarled,

They are more bone than flesh,

Still their past loveliness remains.

~

Hunched, from the years

And back breaking work

It’s a struggle just to stand up,

Yet there is nary a complaint uttered

Thankful just to have lived.

~

“Come with me”, said in whispered tone,

Taking a frail trembling arm in compliance,

Photographs yellowed, faded show glorious youth,

Beauty, fifty years past gleams brightly in your eyes

Though the blue is less brilliant.

~

“This was me”, as if unrecognizable

Pointing with an arthritic finger

Leading to story upon story.

“You see a face…”, spoken with a smile,

“But I am so much more…”

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Full Life

I’ve lived longer than many

And not as long as some.

With each days pass I am thankful,

Thankful for living a full life,

Whether it be one day or one hundred years.

Every life is full,

Perhaps not to those left behind,

But it was to they that lived it.

It was theirs and no others;

Their birth, life and death,

They knew no different .

This was the gift, the time they were given .

Will I have a tomorrow?

I know not the answer,

I do know that what will be will be,

Of that I am certain

And no amount of angst will alter it.

I cannot think of tomorrow

For it may never come.

What I have is here! Is now!

This is the entirety of life

Until the next moment arrives, God willing

And I’m given a little more time to live…

This full life.

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Trapped

Trapped in this chasm, my mind

Constantly looking…

Searching for something only I can provide

Realizing, but still denying the power

Peering into the eyes of friends and strangers

Seeking approval…

Begging for their projection of happiness

Only to be disappointed

Let down by their inability to meet my desires

My need for acceptance,

My need for love,

My need for joy that once staked claim to my soul

But has since blow away

Sailing to parts unknown

As I lay quiet staring at the stark white ceiling

Tears, salty and warm sting my bloodshot eyes

Crying as I’ve done so many nights before

Tomorrows another day

Maybe I’ll find what I am looking for on the other side of the door

Waiting to embrace me

Envelope me

Wash me in the happiness that I so desperately pray for

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Celestial Star – A Tanka

Celestial star

Pulse, the heartbeat of heaven

Life breath, nighttime sky

Reaching out to touch my soul

You are my cosmic lover

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Gift

This darkened doorway

You never asked to enter

At others mercy

You were born into this world

To live, struggle and pass on

Make more of your life

Than what was given at birth

This should be your quest

Do not squander this reward

For their is no greater gift

~

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~