O’ One of Pure Heart

O’ one of pure heart,

Surely it must be enveloped in resin

Otherwise how can it not break.

Thine voice sings the beauty of angels,

Thine face art most ravishing,

Still how many times hast thou fallen prey to artiface,

How many times hast thou succumbed to frisson in the face of night?

Drawn, art thou to that which promises thee harm

Excluding nothing from thy circuitous journey.

To castigate thee would serve no purpose;

Nay, it would serve only to drive thee to be taciturn.

In this I fear that thou wouldst be lost to me forever.

Therefore I am destined to love thee just as thou art;

Embracing thy peculiarities and thy uniqueness

As endearing and part of thy mesmerizing charm.

O’ one of purest heart,

I shall love thee forever and ever.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #16


Mindlovemisery's Menagerie - Wordle #16

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #16

Forest Walk

Forest walk–crisp night,

Moon reflecting off snow white.

Pure as God’s Angels

Welcoming the virgin birth

Into this diluted world.

So short a time is the beauty unspoiled;

Where footsteps have not yet soiled.

Until man imparts his bloody mark

Corrupting nature’s pristine gift.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Purity in the World – Haiku

By D. R. DiFrancesco


Your skin soft as down,

Pure as the wind driven snow,

Pressed up against me.


Our Lords presence floats,

On the wings of an angel,

Renewing my faith.


A child’s laughter,

Innocent and frolicsome,

Instills me with joy.


Beauty of nature,

Unspoiled by man’s footsteps,

Given as God’s gift.