My heart is weary
Sad, weak and uninspired
Void of blood and ink
Rest–elusive, but I must
For fear of its permanence
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~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Finality of Life (Sonnet)
Finality of life remains elusive to the young,
No concept do they have of how fleeting is time.
We all had our anthems that as teens we had sung
Shouting out defiance in verse and in rhyme.
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Then age ushers wisdom and illusion fades away
Leaving reality as a cold and harsh fact.
We realize that living must be lived for today
For tomorrow is for fools who will never act.
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Maybe the young had the idea all along
To live fearless and only for the day.
Never considering what was right or wrong
Instead choosing to do things their own way.
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Now as our ends draw ever near, we realize what little time we are here,
Do today whatever you can, do not postpone out of shyness or fear.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Pain of Loss (Tanka)
Pain of loss cuts deep
Even if not a surprise
An angel is free
Yet there’s joy in this sadness
For a long life so well lived
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In This Sea Of Blowing Sand
In this sea of blowing sand
I am but a speck seemingly insignificant.
In this vast and ever moving ocean
I am but a drop of water, nearly unrecognizable.
In this massive forest, thick and green
I am but a leaf, one of many that will wither and die.
In this blinding ivory white tundra
I am but a crystal of ice lost amongst the multitude.
In this throng of disparate humanity
I am but one in this crowd of my brothers and sisters.
But am I really this infinitesimal?
I think not because I choose to believe otherwise!
I am a creator,
I am the center,
I am significant
I am recognizable,
I am unique as a grain of sand,
A drop of water,
A single leaf,
A crystal of ice.
I am who I choose to be!
Beholden to no one but myself.
I am the light of my world,
Creating my life ,
As I choose it to be.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Twilight’s Eggplant Sky (Haiku)
Twilight’s eggplant sky
Whisked with the breath of Angels
~~ Heavenly canvas
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hearts In Fondness (Sonnet)
Hearts in fondness through distance do grow
Realizing in separation what for granted they take.
Something only two true lovers would know,
The commitment to each other the couple did make.
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Irrational though sometimes the heart may appear
It knows what it wants without the logic of mind.
Enveloping in love the one held most dear
Just as it did at the beginning of their time.
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Fickle they say is the lovers true love;
Blind to the dangers that lurk just beyond.
Intentions more pure than the whitest of doves,
Laid bare for the unfaithful their heart to abscond
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Though pitfalls abound on this journey of the ages,
Not one thing would I change as this book turns its pages.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Windchimes (Haiku)
Windchimes play their tune
At the conductor’s pleasure
~~ Nature takes a bow
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A Raging Storm Brews (Tanka)
A raging storm brews
Devastation follows me
Like Typhoon Haiyan
I battle good and evil
To survive another day
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Those Who Quickly Judge (Tanka)
Those who quickly judge
Can miss the greatness in life
That stands before them
Like ostriches in darkness
With their heads stuck in the sand
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Who Is He
Who is he?
That is if he is a he and not a she?
He is whomever we need him to be.
He is all powerful to those that feel powerless.
He is all loving to those whose hearts are broken.
He is all forgiving to those who have gone astray.
He is all understanding to those who are in turmoil.
He is all comforting to those who have been wronged.
He is all knowing, all seeing, all hearing..
He is the reason for the good in this world.
He is the reason for the evil in this world.
He creates.
He destroys.
He punishes.
He saves.
We are his likeness.
We are him and he is us.
We can be powerful to help those feeling powerless.
We can be loving to those with hearts that are broken.
We can be forgiving to those who have gone astray.
We can be understanding to those who are in turmoil.
We can be comforting to those who have been wronged.
We can know, can see, can hear.
We can do good in this world.
We can do evil in this world.
We create.
We destroy.
We punish.
We save.
We look outside instead of looking inside.
Perhaps we had the answers all along,
But were too blind to see.
Perhaps…
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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