Tag Archives: love

In Love There Is Peace (Tanka)

In love there is peace

No religion disputes that

Only man does this

Bastardizing all that’s good

For his own twisted purpose

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Do Unto Others (Tanka)

Do unto others

As you wish be done to you

Simple and timeless

What’s so hard to understand

Love one another!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Blackened Heart Draws Blood (Tanka)

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 ~~

 

The “Ribbit” Of The Frog

The “ribbit” of the frog

Sitting on his lilypad,

He lashes out for winged morsels,

Mear bits to sustain–

He never complains.

Enough it is for him to sit

Watching day turn to night

And night to day.

Never bored,

Never desiring more,

He lives by heaven’s design.

Lazy–he is not!

Wanting for nothing

He is content.

I long to be like the frog

Taking only what I need,

Wanting nothing more,

Living by my nature…

Simplicity.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Stars

Stars, an audience–they look down and laugh,

We stare back jaw slacked, eyes of wonder.

How foolish they must find us,

Our mountains out of molehills;

Stressing and straining over our tiny little lives.

Nothing mortal could compare to that of the universe!

Keeping all of those glorious stars twinkling,

Brightening the slate black sky.

How tired the heavens must be

Inspiring romance, hopes, dreams,

The joining of lovers,

Receiving only occasional recognition.

What do we give in return?

Nothing–we continue to take

Just as we have always done,

Just as we will always do.

Perhaps the stars look upon us as the children we are.

Spoiled yet naive to the ways of this world.

To these sages we look for heavenly guidance

Offering prayers for blessings imagined.

This is in our nature

Looking for the Divine in that which we cannot touch.

Who has not looked skyward and begged for mercy,

Beckoned for release from an ill fate,

Cried out for intervention?

We think ourselves the center of all,

Master of our domain–independent, indestructible

Until we are overwhelmed, broken and drowned in tears.

Then we look out upon the vast audience above

Putting on the grandest of shows for their pleasure,

Hoping, praying for accolades

And furtherance from the stars.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Yellow Butterfly (Tanka)

Yellow butterfly

A short life lived with gusto

There’s no tomorrow

Like the throes of our passion

I’ll love you until the end

 

~~ 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 ~~

 

Cool and Refreshing

Cool and refreshing

I touched her to my lips.

Sweetly anointing my soul,

Her love cradling me,

Caressing me with a silken hand.

She is soft yet passionate;

Flowing over me,

In me, through me.

Under my lover’s touch

I am vulnerable to her spell.

Just as clay in her hands

I am kneaded,

Ready to do her bidding

Without question or concern.

She likewise–

Is the caldron I stir,

Churning desire with each stroke

Until she boils over.

Two souls melding into one,

Flesh on flesh,

Heartbeats in unison,

Never to be parted

In this life or the next.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Must We Acquire

Must we acquire,

Hoarding what we do not need?

This–the western way,

Insatiable avarice

For money and possessions.

What is this sickness?

Is not a roof, bed and food

Enough to appease?

Incessant hunger say no

As we persist to garner.

When the bell does toll

We find this was all for naught;

None of it mattered.

Kindness, love and happiness

Were all we ever needed.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Give You My Heart

I give you my heart

Each beat saying I love you

In angelic tones

You hear them in me like song

With your ear pressed to my chest

Words would surely fail

They are but man’s invention

I–their apprentice

Unworthy to speak the heart

So the heart speaks for itself

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~