Greatest Friends Were We

Greatest friends were we

Long before we were lovers

Our bond has been strong

No more could I have ever asked

My companion, my beloved

Spoken from the heart–

Never have I loved you more

Than I do this day

Twenty five years espoused

Once two, we’ve lived long as one

One heart and one soul

Through time, traveling this path

Winding and rocky

We comfort each others pain

‘Til we taste our final kiss

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Just As Guilty Am I

Just as guilty am I,

Wallowing in self-pity,

Focusing on the negative, worrying,

Blaming others for my station

Trying to will destiny to my vision

Instead of trusting in the Divine.

I need not worry;

All things will be as they should

Without my intervention.

I must flow like the river

Fluid and forgiving ‘til the end

If I am to be one with the Spirit.

I know that suffering is unnecessary

This life is full of abundance,

The Tao will provide for me

Giving me all that I need

By showing me the Way.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Negativity (Acrostic)

Nightmares, perhaps a chemical imbalance

Edge me ever closer to the precipice.

Granted, I have had a favorable life;

Adorned with friends, family and children,

Time, health, home, finances have been kind.

In spite of all this, happiness eludes me.

Venom spews from my lips quite freely

Instigated by a darkness living deep within.

This I must tame if I am to find lasting peace

Yet I question daily, my ability to do so.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Play To The Senses (Tanka)

Play to the senses

Sights and sounds stir in the mind

Like a poor man’s soup

Drawn from life experience

That only I could have lived

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

How Long Should I Stay (Sonnet)

How long should I stay, it’s a question of time

As long as you need I suppose, if you must.

Do we really have a say, I say no to the climb

From birth to our death, in the Divine we must trust.

 

One minute or years, it’s out of our control

How long we will be on this earth, we don’t know.

Fear of our passing, certainly taking its toll

For when heaven comes calling, we must go.

 

Try as we might, we can’t stave our own ends

Rearing it’s head, unexpected most times.

This circle of life, no mere mortal can bend

As we wait for the hour, Reaper’s bell to chime.

 

Be thankful for what time we have in this life, fleeting it is to be certain,

Loving your children, mother, father, husband, wife, before you draw your last curtain.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

A Wise Man I’m Not

A wise man I’m not

I’m foolish and foolhardy

When least opportune

This is my mortal nature

That even booksmarts can’t cure

It isn’t so bad–

Really what else do I have

I am who I am

Perfect in spite of the faults

Endowed by my Creator


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Much Needed Rain

Much needed rain

Though drought it does not ease.

Standing outside gazing,

Looking skyward, thankful.

River and road become one before us

As cool muddy water rushes

To where no one knows.

We know this will not last–

Blistering heat will return to scorch our soles,

But it does not deter from this pleasantry.

Residents of desert and dwelling

Pleasure in this temporary reprieve.

Flowers dormant burst from their rocky tombs.

Living only days–

They know they are numbered

Falling prey to the vacationing solstice.

Withering to dust–

They return to the earth from whence they came.

This cycle they know oh so well.

Like the waters, all things recede

Back to the source of their creation

In hopes of reemerging one day

To grace the earth with their wondrous presence.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Ache For You

I ache for you,

Nerve endings strain against the skin that represses them.

Agony and ecstasy bound into one vessel

Waiting to draw you close and ravage you.

This–a torture worse than a thousand deaths

I would not trade.

Nay–the devil may try to lead this soul astray,

But he will surely fail.

You, my beloved, are all that this unworthy beast desires.

The scent of your hair,

The softness of your silky skin

Caressed under my calloused hands,

Your love, though I am flawed and fragile

Is all that I desire.

I offer my heart, soul, blood and bone to you,

No conditions, free for your taking.

What more can I give than my life

Which was yours from conception.

You are my destiny, my love, my life,

The one that I live for

…And the one I would gladly die for.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Wildflowers Grow (Haiku)

wildflowers

Wildflowers grow

Anywhere their roots take hold

Children of this world

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Walked The Fields And Deserts

I walked the fields and deserts,

Swam the lakes and oceans,

Breathed in the crisp mountain air,

Strolled the floor of the grandest of canyons,

Gazed into the clear blue sky,

Survived the darkest of storms,

Searching…

Seeking something I had already found.

It surrounded me always,

Was under every footstep,

Flowed gracefully around me with every stroke,

Was visible to me though I could not see,

Shone down upon me from the heavens,

Drenched me in every downpour.

It is in every cell, every vein of my being.

The Divine was always present,

Always enveloping me.

Though it has taken a lifetime,

I finally realize I AM.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~