Time, something finite
Taken for granted by all
‘Till late in one’s life
Then time is held as treasure
More precious than solid gold
~~D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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I Do – A Haiku
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Solemn vow, I do’s
Said during wedding day bliss
Oft lost over time
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco
Mothers – A Tanka
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The sun bright and warm
Looms over the horizon
Calling dawn to life
Sleep is wiped from weary eyes
A mothers work is ne’er done
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
For A Pocket Full Of Gold
This world has changed,
Though sometimes not for the better.
Progress coming at an expense,
Sacrificing flesh and blood for profit.
What has happened to our humanity?
Desensitized by corporatism,
We succumb to instant gratification,
In lieu of compassion.
Becoming fools and marionettes,
To the puppet masters.
Lining our pockets with trinkets.
Just to placate out need,
To live another day.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Here Today Gone Tomorrow
Calloused hands cracked and bleeding
Ne’er a chance to heal
Family counting on the sweat of labor
For sustenance
And a roof overhead
Nothing more matters in this world
Molten steel pays the bills
Scalded skin and blisters overtime
And he’ll go it again tomorrow
The mill a second home
Thirty years, a day never missed
But what matter does it make
Pink slips are coming
Jobs moving overseas
Loyalty counts for nothing these days
Just a number easily erased
Profits put ahead of people
Born of cheaper labor in the Far East
Silence over dinner
Uncertainty an unwelcomed guest
Visits every evening
Wifes eyes offer comfort
Hidden deep, she knows there is none
How to go on
Everything lost
Skilled to do little else
Some would call this progress
Another unnamed martyr
Of the corporate machine
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Vision in White
Light…blinding as weary eyes struggle to see
A vision from lore, dressed in white
Stands before me with outstretched hand
“Walk with me.”, he whispered
I, incapable of uttering a word,
Am I mute,
Am I stunned to silence
I cannot fathom
As unshod feet touch the naked floor
I place trembling hand– in hand
“Be not afraid.”, spoken with a tender smile
“I’m not.”, escapes from parched lips
Peace washes over me as I shuffle
Lead by the kindly stranger
Toward the light nearer and brighter
I was not afraid– to my surprise
Weariness replaced with joy
I longed to reach our unbeknownst destination
Enveloped in the warmth of the light
My Guide in white became clear
Eyes opened wide
Heaven lay boundlessly before me
I was in the hand of God
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Unjustified Criticism – A Tanka
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Berated by kin
Castigated by strangers
Who turn a deaf ear
Criticizing without facts
Now who’s the ignorant one
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Struggle – A Haiku
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Seeing you struggle
Causes pain beyond belief
Tearing at my heart
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Eternal Night
The question eternal,
What lay beyond the infinite night?
I peer Heavenward for the answer,
Pleading for an omnipotent retort,
Never to be realized.
~~
On bended knee,
With hands grasped in prayer,
I have asked for absolution.
Hoping that there is life for me,
Beyond this earthly Hell.
~~
Surely there must be more,
How cruel the joke,
Were Heaven the fodder of fairytales.
This must not be,
I refuse to succumb to disbelief!
~~
This night I will read the Book,
Comforting myself in it’s inspiration,
Denouncing the wickedness of my sins.
By immersion in the prose of Psalm 51,
Praying for the cleansing of my soul.
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I will not surrender faith,
To the folly of Satan’s game,
Committing myself to his depths of despair.
Surely this mustn’t be my destiny,
If I am to be a child of the everlasting God.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Good Night – A Tanka
Last rays of day fade
Ushering in moon and stars
As the nights backdrop
Children long for beds comfort
Warm milk and the sweetest dreams
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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