Swells Do Roll and Crest

Swells do roll and crest

Ever higher and deeper

In violent rage

Poseidon shows no mercy

In the face of man’s folly


He takes what is his

Via trident and tempest

As done for eons

Seafarers have felt his wrath

With their last breath and their souls


Neither steel nor wood

Doth offer them asylum

This is not his way

As he strangles his victims

To fill his watery grave


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Looking Through The Haze

The Dove - Alex Alemany

The Dove – Alex Alemany

Looking through the haze toward distant shores,

She knows that her love is here no more.

“Lost at sea” the cable said,

Whereabouts unknown they presumed him dead,

But nothing on earth or in heaven can quell,

Her hope against hope it was wrong what they tell.

Still the solitary dove of the purest of white,

Could not quench her anguish as day turned to night.

With palm against pane her pain tore too much,

At the strings of her heart he could no longer touch.

Then a tear weaved its way down her fair tender cheek,

As the knot in her throat silenced her effort to speak.

All she could do was weep for him that was lost,

Ne’er to give up no matter the cost.

She promised him her love forever and all time,

To him and him alone his memory enshrined.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Photo Prompt #7 – “The Dove”

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.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~