Intemperate Mood

Intemperate mood greets the day,

An avalanche of negativity,

Red carpet for angry outbursts.

Circumstances–weakness of the mind

Blossoms into crimson rage;

Control unattainable.

Justifying actions, so mortal

Refusing to admit humanness, so flawed.

This cannot go on,

This must not go on for sanity’s sake.

Composure must be restored,

Blood pressure, headaches put in check

Anger tamped down.

Knowing this does not diminish the effects

Detrimental and painful.

Deep breaths, soothing mantras serve to calm

Restoring semblance of normalcy.

Considering what could have been done better,

Injecting positivity into aura

Brightening an otherwise dismal day.

Finding balance within

Returns the soul to peace

From the precipice of spiritual disaster.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

A New Day

A new day,

Erupting with the rise of the tangerine sun,

Just the hint of a paper moon for company before it waves goodbye.

The chance for a fresh beginning,

A farewell to the past.

Yesterday is gone,

Relegated to history…never to return.

‘Tis the beauty of birth–

Offered with each midnight stroke

Comes the infancy of the virgin day.

Is this not a wondrous affair,

A gift not to be squandered?

Wallowing in regret serves no one,

Doing nothing, but smothering the soul;

Lashing out violently–

Becoming master if permitted.

Embrace this moment,

Releasing the past to its tomb.

O’ the possibilities that await us,

With the opportunity to be reinvented

–By the casting of our dreams.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~