Mysteries abound
Simply look out your window
And see the wonders
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mysteries abound
Simply look out your window
And see the wonders
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
September’s blood moon
Expecting the End of Days
Words of pessimists
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Astral mystery
Mercury in retrograde
Its meaning is clear
Caution is most important
In all that we write or say
Maybe this advice
Would be wise throughout the year
Instead of just thrice
~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Sleep amongst the stars
Lover’s eyes gaze upon you
What awaits beyond
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Crescent moon through clouds
Once shrouded in mystery
Lost to ancient times
.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A life spent looking
How will we know when we’re there
I’m really not sure
We can’t see our destiny
I guess that’s part of the fun
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Mysteries abound
So much unknown to mankind
Written in the stars
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Day mourns not the night
Natural is its passing
Into mystery
As man returns to spirit
So too is his fate unknown
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Moss, slippery and wet beneath my feet,
Covering the rock and root tangled path I traverse.
Though drenched to the bone I am in ecstasy
For my love awaits by the lake shore.
The melodic sound of the wren announces my arrival,
Yet I am unable to discern whether she is happy or agitated.
No matter, through the mist I spy my lover’s shawl
Resting lazily on a fallen oak.
I call to her, but I am offered no reply.
How perplexing is this predicament.
The mirror like stillness of the lake reveals no trace,
No footsteps point her direction.
What supernal event has befallen her?
Horrible graphic images come to mind.
Did she drown,
Did she fall victim to some unknown villain,
Was she disheartened,
Choosing to stray off as some palliative remedy?
Alas, I am alone,
The fragrant scent of patchouli wafting from her shawl,
This–the only sign she had ever existed,
But for the perfect masterpiece of her kept
By the artist, that is my mind.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco~~
In silence–screaming
Something only I can hear
Urging me onward
Headlong into the unknown
A metaphysical quest
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~