A Determined Love

Kindred spirit

This love was born of the stars

Others would not hear of it

This destiny was ours

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Our two souls conjoined

By Heaven’s sacred bond

Through vows to be coined

In this world and beyond

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My treasured love

In sickness and in health

You’ve stood beside and above

Though my life eluded wealth

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Surely this love must be true

Were it not you wouldn’t have stayed

Illness put a stain, the cause we never knew

My trust you never betrayed

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Love does not abide

In passions fair weather alone

Nor does it strive to hide

From life’s pain and strife when shown

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Our love, my love

Is etched in stone to last the ages

Through all the push and shove

We’ve show the fallibility of sages

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Love in the Rear Window – A Haiku

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Image Credit: popscreen.com

Rear window sticker

Proclaiming, “I love my wife”

Aren’t you supposed to?

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco

These window stickers that I see all over the place bring a smile to my face.  As the husband in a marriage aren’t you supposed to love your wife?  This seems to be stating the obvious and certainly nothing that you need to advertise on you vehicle.   If it isn’t, then I missed something during my vows.  Is there nothing that we won’t stick on our cars?

Pain

In the throng,

I spied you sitting solo,

Green of the bench,

Accenting your eyes,

You didn’t see me,

Melded into the swarm,

Sadness pooled in your eyes,

Hurt by God knows what,

I wanted to be the one,

Be the penicillin to heal you,

But it was not to be,

Pain came to comfort you,

Thrusting an arm around you,

Mopping dry your crimson stained eyes,

Hand-in-hand you strolled away,

One spartan look,

Cast over your shoulder,

You knew I was there,

Without truly knowing,

But your heart was committed to another,

Committed to Pain…

Of love.

 

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Heart Wants

You’ve broken my heart,

Taking what’s left of me,

Grinding me up,

Tossing my ash to the four winds.

Questioning what I saw in you,

I should have listened,

Love is blind,

And so was I.

Reckless and foolish,

Naive perhaps,

But isn’t that how love is,

Without logic,

Without thought,

Utterly ignorant.

They say,

The heart wants,

What the heart wants,

In this lies the only truth.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Storm – A Tanka

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Awakened from dreams

Drenched in cold sweat, thoughts of you

Spin like a typhoon

A path of devastation

Left in the wake of heartbreak

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Cold, Cold Heart – A Tanka

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The gray sky, clouds hover

Looks like another snow day

Cold, harsh, unfeeling

You left me for another

Shattering my heart like ice

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Hidden Legacy

I hold no ill will toward you,

As so many years have passed,

Softening the blows,

Physical and figurative,

Mending the wake of destruction,

Which you so callously sowed,

With the passing of each scarred soul,

The shameful becomes legend,

Stories told…perhaps exaggerated,

By progeny twice or more removed,

Your only legacy,

Undeserving of even this remembrance,

You’ve blackened our name,

Are we to forgive you,

That is for God to judge,

Are we to pity ourselves,

No…for we are stronger than you knew,

With sadness we look back,

Cursing your existence,

Mourning your departure,

Loving you as father,

Despising you as man.

 

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Very Human Success

I’ve longed for success,

Yet in my lifetime,

Remains elusive,

Each dream rescinds the previous,

Resurrecting new heights to aspire,

Settling for mediocrity would be surrender,

This is the human way,

Should we not instead be yearning for elation,

Our sole reason for being,

Instead of monetary wealth,

Finding happiness in work, love, life,

Treasures that cannot be bought,

Fools believe fulfillment lies in smelted gold,

Gold alone does nothing but poison the soul,

Hollowing out and destroying our hearts,

Becoming a false and idolatrous god,

Blinding us to true and lasting joy,

Perhaps success lies in simple things,

Very human things,

Family,

Friends,

Self.

Love of one’s self must be realized,

For void of this one cannot offer love to another,

Maybe success is already in our grasp,

If we would just be thankful,

No…grateful,

For all that we already possess.

Maybe…

If we were to look inside ourselves,

We would find that we have always been…

Successful.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

To See in Color – Haiku

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Image Credit: sodahead.com

Look through the prism

Light refracts in rainbow hues

Coloring our world

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~

Suffocation – A Tanka

Your blanket of lies

Pulled tightly around my head

Suffocating trust

Killing, what I thought we shared

Sun, moon and the air we breathe

~~ D. R, DiFrancesco ~~