Love’s storm crashes
Upon the rocky shore of my heart.
Teasing blood and soul
Into tumultuous sea.
Catching each drop in the riptide;
Dragging it under,
Caressing it with tender arms,
Diluting the pain
Until two become fused.
One heart and one soul;
Fluid as the raging storm
That is our love.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Oh the lies we tell
To deceive our reflection
But fooling no one
The mirror–superficial
Cannot reveal the true soul
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Sweetness fills the air;
Scent of lilac and jasmine
Infused in my soul.
Like the tenderest embrace
You and I have become one.
Is this not true love,
The truest love known to man;
Eternally bound,
Two star-crossed lovers
Hearts beating in unison?
I say that it is!
Our bond cannot be broken,
Deaths grip holds no sway,
Matters of the heart survive
Beyond this mortal world
And into the next.
Our passions destiny,
Impenetrable;
Is our armor and our strength,
Warding off those who chastise.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I feel not so inspired these days
The drudgery of our existence weighs heavy on me
Our division as a people
Who in times of crisis would unite
No longer seem capable of finding common ground
Certainly those that wish us harm must be in good humor
How foolish we must look
Dressed in our Sunday finest
Preaching…”In God We Trust!”
But trusting in no one but the self
I can do nothing to alter the fact
There is no election to hold
I can scream but no one can hear
Those in guilded monuments are deaf but to themselves
So here I sit with a cup of stale coffee
Choking down the morrning news
Chewing my nails to nubs in nervous anticipation
Only to be swallowed up in disappointment…again
Where are we going
I don’t think anyone knows
Those with the map…they too seem lost
Lost in their maze of arrogance
And we are the ones left in the darkness
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A life of extravagance looming large;
From gilded palace to jewelled robe.
Shepherd of man has failed his charge,
Faithful bewildered as xenophobe.
You undermine your Pope a spirit most humble,
For luxuries beyond the common man.
While continuing forth to suffer and stumble,
Creating a gluttons promised land.
You have lost all sight of your earthly charge,
Succumbing to frailties supposed immune.
Enshrined in greed and an ego large,
Treating your sheep as courtly buffoons.
Soon before God you will stand for your digression,
Praying to be spared Hell for your foolish obsession.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So much blood on my hands,
Dried, old, not my own, but mine none-the-less.
Brothers and sisters–I have died with you on the battlefield,
My heart cries with each beat for your lose,
For the sacrifices made over our centuries.
Each of your gravestones is etched with my name,
I am your pallbearer, your namesake, your progeny.
I place the flowers on your graves,
Not for your sake alone, but for mine,
How else could I repay you for your kindness,
Thanks alone seem so hollow.
Brothers and sisters–I love you,
You are in my every thought and prayer,
Take comfort that you will never be forgotten.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cast into shadows,
A scourge on society
Like lepers banished.
The downtrodden vilified
Are treated as a burden.
Is this not unfair
Of those in authority
Trusted to do right?
By their own self-interest,
Those that need them most are lost,
Left to their vices
Just to dull the endless pain.
Their cries unanswered
Fade quietly in the night,
‘Til no longer seen or heard.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Our heritage gone
Bulldozed–some call it progress
Farms sold for profit
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A cold kiss lay frozen on crimson lips
His tears could not thaw her icy chill
Thy soul to sea as fare so many ships
Whose lose pain could never fill
O’ slab, coarse for so delicate a flower
How I wish that I could soften thee
Yet I have it not in my mortal power
Into the hands of God must it be
Fairest maiden how I long to offer thou comfort
Though separated many worlds apart
Couldst I have quenched thy terminable hurt
Nay–sorrow be still my beating heart
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O’ my dearest Juliet, I am dead to this world without thee
With this bitter nectar reunited soon we shall be
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Desert heats collapse
Banished back to whence it came
The abyss of Hell
Welcome the chill of Heaven
With falls gracious arrival
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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