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 ~~
Separation pains my heart, that’s yours,
So long we’ve been together, I dread us part.
Loneliness invades with the latching door,
For fear that your love with you departs.
Foolish I know are these thoughts of you leaving,
Kindred souls we’ve become with the passage of time.
No sense does it make for my heart to be grieving,
When the love that we have has been nothing, but sublime.
Insecurity, but why, is the question to be pondered,
You’ve given me no reason to impart any concern.
Supposing instead that commitment might wander,
After all of these years you think I’d have learned.
The strength of our love has never been contested, nor ever shall it be during this life.
Nothing in this world could ever have bested, the passion that I have for you being my wife.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Many years we laughed
Now with heavy hearts we cry
Saddened by your pain
Hidden by smiles on screen
You were tortured behind doors
Left to your own mind
You couldn’t escape the hurt
Of your wounds unseen
Then in despair you broke
Taking our laughter with you
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Left alone
Stranded and starving
Walls confine
What to do
Surrounded by tenements
To fend for myself
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Where am I
Where are my kinsmen
My bright coat
I’m barren
Afraid to show my true self
For fear of the ax
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True sadness
Shows in every limb
Thin, haggard
Beyond frail
My fate clearly before me
A final fall draws near
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Prompt: Bastet’s Shadorma Prompt – July 26, 2014
Sun and Rain (C) G.s.k. ’14
When I’m left alone
I realize what I miss
Your love and your touch
Reminding me of our youth
And what we felt long ago
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In the daylight I sit–tis dark as night
Not void of sun as one might think.
Emotions cloud every thought and sight,
Depressions hole I claw and sink.
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Sadness without good cause inflicts;
Caped in black to draw out life.
Pain…such pain this joyless fix
Cuts like a razor–damn bloody knife.
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Out of the blue this Satan creeps,
Slinking slowly to fill my head.
Of little comfort is nightly sleep
At times a prayer be better dead.
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All is not lost for this too shall pass
Though certain that this time will not be the last.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Spirits suffer under winter’s wrath,
Testing one’s fortitude to it’s last.
With anger, depression, anxiety and stress,
Leaving our sanity in quite a mess.
One glimpse out the window, on an icy chill
Leaves us with nothing, but time to fill.
Stir-crazy or claustrophobic it matters not,
Being caged as animals, seems an evil plot.
Too dangerous to cross thresholds spiteful path,
Daring us to tempt fate with her frosty laugh.
Those who are bold may chance demise
And look at her face through watery eyes.
Hoping against frostbite or something worse,
That leaves you stiff under Jack Frost’s curse.
So maybe being cooped up isn’t so bad,
Compared to all that you could have had.
Hopefully being stuck with the ones you love
Doesn’t turn out to be such a terrible rub.
Just know that soon this too shall thaw
And leave you more joyful in springtime’s awe.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
At midnight’s stroke amongst confetti and champagne
Give thought to those so far from home.
Too many are they in lands we cannot name,
Worn and lonely; resolved to wallow alone.
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With joy–a smile and alcohols bright cheer
Our horns like trumpets wail.
Forgetting those who could not be here
Our memories so short they do fail.
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Without intention this ailment takes hold
As time our sensitivities does dull.
Our patience and prayers grow tired and old
Succumbing to complacencies lull.
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Remember those who sacrifice without batting an eye,
Ensuring the freedoms the rest of us have, as our fireworks light up the sky.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: I like to post reminders from time-to-time to give thought to our brave service men and women serving around the world. These are as much a reminder for me as I hope they are for others who may read this. Next time you see a member of the armed forces, thank them for their service, this really does mean a great deal to them.
How odd it is at this ponderous time
The bridge we cross ‘tween joy and sorrow.
Meant to share in Christmas rhyme
Instead we fret about tomorrow.
Is not this day of bread and drink,
Of Christ and gifts and family and friends,
To mean much more than what we think,
Yet still we stifle good will towards men.
We forgo a day to celebrate in joy,
As many can give no more than tears.
Another year their dreams destroyed;
They should not suffer torment and fears.
Amongst the presents and lights and bows
Be certain the kindness of Christmas does show.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lonely hotel room,
Faded carpet,
Trust in clean sheets,.
Looking out from high above,
Cracked blacktop parking-lot,
Peeling dumpster,
Weary travelers rental cars,
I wonder why I am here.
Long-distance calls from home
Offer little respite from my angst,
“I love you’s”, across the airwaves,
Still alone with my glowing companion,
Unable to sleep,
Strange bed holds no warmth.
All this, another spin on the wheel,
All this for sustenance,
I wonder at what cost.
Strain on spouse,
Toll on children,
One parent household,
Each trip will be the last.
Until the next time,
Addicted to the golden ring.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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