Celestial star
Pulse, the heartbeat of heaven
Life breath, nighttime sky
Reaching out to touch my soul
You are my cosmic lover
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Rose Colored Glasses – A Haiku
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Rose colored glasses
Distort my view of the world
All for the better
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Gift
This darkened doorway
You never asked to enter
At others mercy
You were born into this world
To live, struggle and pass on
Make more of your life
Than what was given at birth
This should be your quest
Do not squander this reward
For their is no greater gift
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Digression
Sunlight stings my eyes
Previously sealed by pain
Digressions forfeit
This badge worn for mortal sin
I’m but the latest felon
What feeds man’s deceit
Is it character’s weakness
Or evil’s prodding
A mystery eternal
Just as it has always been
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Yearning – A Tanka
I yearn for your touch
Entwining flesh, heart and soul
White hot in my mind
Knowing this can never be
Eviscerates my essence
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Humbled By A Stranger
Talk of family
Words did not come easily
But I understood
Though our languages differ
We spoke as if long lost friends
You Colombian
Plagued by crime and poverty
Low pay your reward
Yet still you love your country
Love it with all of your heart
Me American
My badge of entitlement
Worn outward with shame
Embarrassed by my complaints
You my friend have humbled me
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Beautiful Flower – A Tanka
Beautiful flower
How delicate your petals
Under soft caress
Anr adoring world awaits
To love you as I have done
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Heart Grows Fonder – A Tanka
The heart grows fonder
Absence, distance amplify
Plucking at the soul
Loneliness tears me hollow
I long for your warm embrace
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sorry
I stammer to speak,
Unable to make things right,
After all I’ve done.
Cursed to suffer shortcomings
Bestowed upon me justly.
Is this destiny?
Sorry is incapable
Of healing your wounds
Inflicted by arrogance,
Bred out of my selfishness.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In The End
Gather up what to you belongs
It serves no purpose once you’re gone
A lifetime spent in hordish gather
In the end what does it matter
We collect and prize our worldly wares
Empty handed we climb the stairs
Meaningless in the grand scheme of things
To claw and scratch for golden ring
This buys you nothing in the end
How sad to see this is the trend
He who has the most stuff losses
If this path the fool doth chooses
Instead look upon your fellow man
Offer them an outstretched hand
For one and all we are the same
In this life a finite game
More wealth derived from acts of kindness
Than all that’s earthly left behind us
Believe or not this must be true
As I strive in all I do
Though I sometimes stumble and often fail
I choose to believe this sober tale
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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