Tag Archives: peace

Lowly Water Drop (Tanka)

Lowly water drop
Once gone leaves a ghostly tear
Such are the tears of men
Waste not this precious lifetime
Make goodness your legacy

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Season Nearly Done (Tanka)

Season nearly done

All that’s left is the New Year

The question I ask

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Will anything change this time

Or will we fail as always


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Single Flame Burns (Haiku)

A single flame burns
Brightly under Christmas sky
Hope springs eternal

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

There’s No Place Like Home (Tanka)

There’s no place like home

Family huddled around

Sharing Christmas cheer

Unless home is on the street

And your cheer is someones trash

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A little reminder to be generous to those in need at this time and all times of the year,  if for no other reason than it is the right thing to do.

I Am

I am–Nothing and everything

I am–Saint and sinner

I am–Man and Divine

I am–Living and dying

I am–Strong and fragile

I am–Love and hate

I am–Good and evil

I am–All of these things

For one cannot exist without the other.

 

Would you know the laudable in me

Without staring my indiscretions in the face?

 

Look within me to find the mirror of yourself,

All that I am is you, perfect and imperfect.

 

There is much for which I am not proud,

But I take comfort that I am who I am.

 

Just as it is fruitless for you to deny

That you are who you are.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sad Is This Season

Sad is this season
That its kindness is fleeting
Gone in the new year
Replaced once again with greed
And loveless human spirit
Quickly we forget
The message of tradition
Tossing it aside
When it no longer serves us
Returning to loathsome ways

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Fluttering Open (Tanka)

Fluttering open
Struggling to clear the haze
Another morning
What will this new day behold
Everything as intended

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

What Color is Blood

What color is blood?

Red as crimson to the dullest eye.

When stripped of skin,

What is left but muscle, sinew, bone

Held together by a thin designer suit.

At birth we enter the world the same way.

At death we return the earth each the same.

Why is it that we vandalize each other

Throwing names, bullets and missiles,

Destroying our sacred selves?

More alike than different is the human animal,

Though ego prefers to separate.

Look beyond the skin in all its wondrous glory,

Reach for the soul deep within

Dismissing the prejudice of our senses.

Honor our sameness in peace and love

Remembering the wisdom of the sanskrit greeting

…Namaste’.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Turbulence Of Day (Haiku)

Turbulence of day
Melds into a peaceful night
Beauty in silence

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Harbor No Ill Will (Tanka)

Harbor no ill will

Make friends of your enemies

Though unnatural

Forgiveness is essential

To live a spirit filled life

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So easy to say

In the right circumstances

Though hard to commit

Once anger has taken hold

Breathe deeply and let it go

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~