Hawks at it again
Preaching fear to the masses
McCain’s battle cry
Only he has the answers
Say cheese for the cameras
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Blindness In Daylight (Senryu)
Blindness in daylight,
You see but choose to ignore
Ignorance is bliss
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
How Long Should I Stay (Sonnet)
How long should I stay, it’s a question of time
As long as you need I suppose, if you must.
Do we really have a say, I say no to the climb
From birth to our death, in the Divine we must trust.
One minute or years, it’s out of our control
How long we will be on this earth, we don’t know.
Fear of our passing, certainly taking its toll
For when heaven comes calling, we must go.
Try as we might, we can’t stave our own ends
Rearing it’s head, unexpected most times.
This circle of life, no mere mortal can bend
As we wait for the hour, Reaper’s bell to chime.
Be thankful for what time we have in this life, fleeting it is to be certain,
Loving your children, mother, father, husband, wife, before you draw your last curtain.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cool and Refreshing
Cool and refreshing
I touched her to my lips.
Sweetly anointing my soul,
Her love cradling me,
Caressing me with a silken hand.
She is soft yet passionate;
Flowing over me,
In me, through me.
Under my lover’s touch
I am vulnerable to her spell.
Just as clay in her hands
I am kneaded,
Ready to do her bidding
Without question or concern.
She likewise–
Is the caldron I stir,
Churning desire with each stroke
Until she boils over.
Two souls melding into one,
Flesh on flesh,
Heartbeats in unison,
Never to be parted
In this life or the next.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Must We Acquire
Must we acquire,
Hoarding what we do not need?
This–the western way,
Insatiable avarice
For money and possessions.
What is this sickness?
Is not a roof, bed and food
Enough to appease?
Incessant hunger say no
As we persist to garner.
When the bell does toll
We find this was all for naught;
None of it mattered.
Kindness, love and happiness
Were all we ever needed.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In Perfect Rhythm (March Of The Caterpillar)
In perfect rhythm were tens of feet
Marching in splendid highstep.
With matching coats and plumes replete
Traveling over instead of sidestep.
Colors grand they proudly wave
Like soldiers in Her Majesties charge.
A steady pace each pair they gave
O’er obstacles both small and large.
A wondrous sight this was indeed
From a creature so vulnerable and small.
Normally fodder for shoe heel stampede
In hypnotic gaze I was enthralled.
The older I get the more I amaze
At creatures so often ignored.
Nothing have I than honest high praise
For the creature that once was abhorred.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Teetering On The Brink
Teetering on the brink–again;
War-hawks sounding their alarm
Like the boy who cried wolf.
Prodding the populace with fear
As if they and they alone can foretell the future,
This is always their way.
They act as if violence on our soil is inevitable,
That we must strike first
Before the boogieman gets us in our sleep.
What is the endgame?
The objectives are muddled at best
Causing more harm than good.
Blaming the other side for inaction
Is their way of shifting focus,
And we believe time-and-time again.
All while their silken pockets are lined with gold
For their them and their friends.
Death is an industry like any other;
Capitalism at its finest
And we feed into their vile fare.
Rallying behind their hate and ignoring their greed
They hide behind the guise of patriotism;
O’ how blind and oblivious we are.
There is no dispute,
Barbaric acts of murder are despicable.
There is no death that can be condoned or celebrated,
Especially of the innocent.
Is this an act of war?
They are not a country.
They are not a government.
They are nothing, but criminals and murderers,
Treat them as such!
Yes, there is evil in this world!
Yes, there is a time and place for action,
But the motives must be clear,
The end must be solidly defined
And the cause must be just.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I Give You My Heart
I give you my heart
Each beat saying I love you
In angelic tones
You hear them in me like song
With your ear pressed to my chest
Words would surely fail
They are but man’s invention
I–their apprentice
Unworthy to speak the heart
So the heart speaks for itself
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Worry Can Consume (Haiku)
Worry can consume
When it’s out of our control
A bold leap of faith
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Err On Cautions Side (Tanka)
Err on cautions side
When determined to cast stones
Reflections deceive
Where misinformation lives…
The bottom of a closed mind
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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