The heart grows fonder
Absence, distance amplify
Plucking at the soul
Loneliness tears me hollow
I long for your warm embrace
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Pondering God
Pondering of God;
This longing to find what lay beyond our living existence,
Attempts to rationalize the irrational,
Anchored with questions for which we have no answers,
This we’ve seen throughout our sordid history,
Wars fought, lives lost in the name of an invisible god,
A battle that did not end in antiquity.
Even today, preachers and false prophets command their thirsty flocks,
“Have faith, we will guide you to the promised land!”,
I am firm that they know nothing beyond that which they want to believe,
How could they, how could any man?
They are no more and no less human than I?
Irrefutable is this fact.
I harbor no ill will towards the faithful,
Their search is no different than mine except in path,
A path that may rejoin in what comes after.
For now, I take comfort that my spirit..
Always Does…Always did…And always will…Exist.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
These Paths We Travel
These paths we travel
Restless into the unknown
Eager and anxious
Begging the deepest question
What lies at the roadways end
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A Decade Of War
A decade of war
Life draining on this nation
When will it all end
Our citizens sacrificed
Precious resources squandered
To what victory
How do we define success
Against painful loss
Our wars produce no winners
Without a clear enemy
All gains will revert
When finally we depart
Chaos ensuing
As is always the result
In the absence of brute force
When ideals are forced
Democracy imposed
Only breeds contempt
When masses are unprepared
For freedoms sacrifices
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Golden Beams – A Haiku
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Golden beams blinding
Bronzing flesh and warming soul
Springtime renewal
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sorry
I stammer to speak,
Unable to make things right,
After all I’ve done.
Cursed to suffer shortcomings
Bestowed upon me justly.
Is this destiny?
Sorry is incapable
Of healing your wounds
Inflicted by arrogance,
Bred out of my selfishness.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In The End
Gather up what to you belongs
It serves no purpose once you’re gone
A lifetime spent in hordish gather
In the end what does it matter
We collect and prize our worldly wares
Empty handed we climb the stairs
Meaningless in the grand scheme of things
To claw and scratch for golden ring
This buys you nothing in the end
How sad to see this is the trend
He who has the most stuff losses
If this path the fool doth chooses
Instead look upon your fellow man
Offer them an outstretched hand
For one and all we are the same
In this life a finite game
More wealth derived from acts of kindness
Than all that’s earthly left behind us
Believe or not this must be true
As I strive in all I do
Though I sometimes stumble and often fail
I choose to believe this sober tale
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lean Close – A Tanka
Lean close and listen
Do you hear the rhythmic beat
The hearts song it sings
Tapping out love’s flamenco
In throes of passion for you
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Scarred
Scars, fresh raised and red
Born of stainless razors edge
Bleed…to make me feel
Numb, I do not understand
What flawed design produced me
Sleeves long– Hide the shame
Attempts for naught this hollow fill
Am I all alone
Left to cut and poke and prod
To wake up the walking dead
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Call Me Friend – A Tanka
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You can call me friend
Though this is the first we’ve met
I am your brother
Born, living, dying like you
Race, creed, color matters not
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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