Acts once commonplace
Bravery, human kindness
Are now rarities
To avoid getting involved
We coldly turn a blind eye
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Long Nights
Long nights spent in quiet sitting
Hand-in-hand oh how fitting
With joyous smile upon your face
Soft and delicate like cotton lace
Your gentle touch by slender fingers
Whence we part the feeling lingers
These simple things forever endear
In every moment I have you hear
No more in life could ever I pray
In health and sickness still you stayed
With love and thanks I hold you close
My lover and friend I cherish most
Praising God daily you’re here with me
For without you so alone I’d be
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Scatter-brained
Scatter-brained fury
Whirlwind– chaotic thought
Focus forfeited
Words, trapped behind a gauntlet
On a pothole laden road
Poetic nightmare…
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Drawn To A Mirage
Drawn to a waterless mirage,
Sustenance proffered from behind a smiling facade,
We long for what was, the honesty, the promise given at inception.
This nation…this world, is not what they envisioned!
Never-the-less, weak-minded and self-absorbed we self-inflict
Over and over and over again.
I too have inflicted myself on more than one occasion,
Placing faith in the faithless, trust in the untrustworthy
Only to have hopes dashed to oblivion.
You also, in honest appraisal, must have done so as well.
When will we wake up to the traitorous criminality of those entrusted with the sacred,
The injustice, the deceit, the blatant prejudice toward the people?
We the people comprises every citizen,
Race nor creed nor color nor sexual orientation has bearing,
Not just for those deemed as righteous or worthy in another’s eyes.
They are us…beholden to us, answerable to us if we demand it,
But instead we cower with an air of disinterest, taking our medicine
Like good subservient children.
Who is to blame for this debacle?
They are,
We are,
We are the true culprits,
Complicit in their scheme!
Complicit through tolerance or blindness, neither an excuse.
When will we awake from our slumber to hold these servants of the public accountable
We have an obligation to the experiment, yet we have faltered.
Laziness and ignorance are our legacy,
The legacy we have created in our own image.
How sad to see our path toward the annals of history,
Strewn with the sacrifices of the fallen.
If not for ourselves, for them we should correct course,
Return to the greatness that was us,
If we still know the way.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cold Granite – A Haiku
Cold granite headstones
Reminders of what has been
Cherished memories
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In Memorial – A Tanka
Barbecues and beer
Welcoming a new summer
We’ve lost it’s meaning
Those who have died…forgotten
Gone is the memorial
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A Full Life
I’ve lived longer than many
And not as long as some.
With each days pass I am thankful,
Thankful for living a full life,
Whether it be one day or one hundred years.
Every life is full,
Perhaps not to those left behind,
But it was to they that lived it.
It was theirs and no others;
Their birth, life and death,
They knew no different .
This was the gift, the time they were given .
Will I have a tomorrow?
I know not the answer,
I do know that what will be will be,
Of that I am certain
And no amount of angst will alter it.
I cannot think of tomorrow
For it may never come.
What I have is here! Is now!
This is the entirety of life
Until the next moment arrives, God willing
And I’m given a little more time to live…
This full life.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Trapped
Trapped in this chasm, my mind
Constantly looking…
Searching for something only I can provide
Realizing, but still denying the power
Peering into the eyes of friends and strangers
Seeking approval…
Begging for their projection of happiness
Only to be disappointed
Let down by their inability to meet my desires
My need for acceptance,
My need for love,
My need for joy that once staked claim to my soul
But has since blow away
Sailing to parts unknown
As I lay quiet staring at the stark white ceiling
Tears, salty and warm sting my bloodshot eyes
Crying as I’ve done so many nights before
Tomorrows another day
Maybe I’ll find what I am looking for on the other side of the door
Waiting to embrace me
Envelope me
Wash me in the happiness that I so desperately pray for
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Envy – A Tanka
The look on your face
Hinting of true sarcasm
Though your words are kind
Words can not hide the envy
And contempt that you harbor
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Shattered Glass
Shattered glass sparkles as crystal under foot.
In anger, words were elusive,
You replied with an object of convenience.
O’ the lovely bouquet;
Homeless, evicted from it’s vase residence,
A chaotic arrangement on the hardwood.
Love morphed to hate,
Expressed in oh so funny ways.
Drenched in floral water
Fragrant as your estrogen tears,
Laying prone to avoid concussion.
What brought us here?
Pictures…smile infused speak of happier times,
Posing cheek-to-cheek, hand-in-hand,
No angry words, no words at all,
Communication via telepathy.
Speaking became a flint
Sparking…fueling fire, blue, white hot.
Singeing flesh and heart,
Blistering physically and emotionally
Until silence became a friend.
There is no reconciliation
No bandage or splint to fix what’s broken.
Like the vase, Irreparably shattered,
Love is left in a million pieces.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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