Diamonds, silver, gold
You never asked for treasure
My love was enough
Nothing more could I have asked
From this uncertain world
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Encircled In Autumn
Encircled in Autumns chilling grasp,
Warmth of tea cup in my hands I clasp.
Just cool enough for a sweater in evening,
No animosity toward Summers most abrupt leaving.
Crunch of the leaves and the crisp in the air,
Young and old attitude, devil-may-care.
Breathing in freely a new lease on life,
Renewing loves vows of husband to wife.
Truly beauty exists in the wane of the year,
Another season born, greeted with cheer.
As winter approaches and darkness takes hold,
We all settle in for long months of cold.
Please do not obsess and never you fear,
Take comfort in the arms of those you hold dear.
For this, as surely as winter won’t last,
Time and time again as done in the past.
Daily the sun rises and Spring will return,
A lesson in grade school we all must have learned.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Simple Phrase
The simple phrase, “I love you.”,
Not to be worn on the bottom of a shoe.
When said to another it must be true,
Or angers wrath will most surely ensue.
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Far too often it’s said most light,
The words flow free without a fight.
All in attempt to bed at night,
With no qualms of wrong or right.
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What happened to the time it was hard to say,
Waiting, obsessing for many a day.
Rehearsing the moment in so many ways,
Knees getting weak, wobble and sway.
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“I love you.” has power over human heart,
Think before speaking this phase you start.
If said without meaning the two will part,
The heart will break and soul depart.
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Handle with care these mystical words,
If not heartfelt they’re best deferred.
Emotions strained, feelings stirred,
“I love you.” must be mutually incurred.
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Venus (Haiku)
Graced with true beauty
Beyond purely physical
You are my Venus
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Birth Of Day (Aubade)
Awake my love to witness birth of day,
Greeted by java’s scent and morning dove’s song.
Hurry, hurry my love for I cannot stay,
Approaching my time to depart; it won’t be long.
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These lilies fresh I cut for you,
Gently placed in bedside vase.
Moist with cool early morning dew;
Unwrap yourself from linen and lace.
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Awake my love to bodies tender touch,
Do not forsake this dawns advance.
For this heart is filled with love so much,
Pierce not my heart with slumbers lance.
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Does the sun not warm thy angelic face,
Arise dearest love and take my hand.
A gentle touch to your cheek I trace;
Place your feet upon this cherished land.
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Awake my love to witness birth of day.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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According to Wikipedia, an aubade is a morning love song (as opposed to a serenade, which is in the evening), or a song or poem about lovers separating at dawn.[1] It has also been defined as “a song or instrumental composition concerning, accompanying, or evoking daybreak”.[2]
In the strictest sense of the term, an aubade is a song from a door or window to a sleeping woman.[3] Aubades are generally conflated with what are strictly called albas, which are exemplified by a dialogue between parting lovers, a refrain with the word alba, and a watchman warning the lovers of the approaching dawn.[3]
Aubades were in the repertory of troubadours in Europe in the Middle Ages. An early English example is in Book III of Chaucer‘s Troilus and Criseyde. The love poetry of the 16th century dealt mostly with unsatisfied love, so the aubade was not a major genre in Elizabethan lyric.[original research?][citation needed]
Crack In The Sidewalk
Cracks in this decrepit sidewalk,
Jagged…from narrow to wide to narrow again,
Desolate except for the weeds that call them home.
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I tread carefully, almost gingerly,
To avoid bridging the divide,
To avoid crushing the resilient squatters.
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Fragile are their tender shoots,
Breaking at the slightest tug,
Recoiling back into the safety of the crevasse.
Wounded they wait for confidence to return,
Only then rearing their heads above the horizon,
This act plays out continuously until the final stand.
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The final stand when ripped out by the root,
Poisoned ‘til they shrivel up and die,
Or trampled to oblivion.
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Stunted and savaged,
We will never know for sure
Whether they be weeds
…Or perhaps the most beautiful of wildflowers.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fear Not (Haiku)
Fear not, my dear friend
I will be with you always
In eternity
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I Speak To You
I speak to you as though fragile.
Raised this way,
Its at times taken in offense
Though this is not my intention.
It is only done out of concern,
Not out of malice.
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I know your strength,
Your ability to handle adversity,
You are so much stronger than I
Truth be told.
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I stand in awe of your fortitude
For mine is but a facade,
Painted in watercolors,
Easily stormed if its weakness be known.
Yours, though transparent is ironclad,
Able to withstand any assault.
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I am envious of you,
I am proud of you,
I am spellbound by you
And I am deeply in love with you.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Asleep She Lays On Sacred Field
Asleep she lays on sacred field,
Angelic glow about her beams,
Draped in white my heart doth yield,
Far beyond my mortal dreams.
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I fathom not why me she chose,
Undeserving, I most surely be,
Heavenly creature beyond paling rose,
This fool adrift on earthly sea.
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I kneel before thy silken throne,
In prayer to one, the God most high,
For kindness that he hath shown,
This gift of you– without I’d die.
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I know not where this path might lead,
Or when my love we forever part,
Cherishing time, its waste doth bleed,
Forever alive within my heart.
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Sleep well my love in tender dream,
Assured through faith that I lie by your side,
To hold you forever in highest esteem,
This sacred promise by which I abide.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
How Deep Is Thy Love – A Tanka
How deep is thy love
How strongly doth thy heart beat
Is thy soul consumed
Like flares of a thousand suns
Smitten by passions fire
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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