Falling, falling down
Landing back to mother earth
Children home to roost
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Falling, falling down
Landing back to mother earth
Children home to roost
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Crystal purity
Floats down from a slate grey sky
Covering man’s filth
Trying to bring back the past
While wiping the canvas clean
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Grand Canyon winter
Buttes caped in the whitest robes
Pure and unspoiled
A picture perfect postcard
Painted by the Master’s hand
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A beautiful sight
Burnished under an endless sky
Her majesty unchallenged
She harbors life in this cold
Though her shores appear barren
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Deer, eagle, rabbit
All survive her harsh winter
As done for eons
Wondrous in their fortitude
Man has yet to ruin them
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Protected from harm
One of the seven wonders
She most surely is
May this always be so
For generations to come
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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
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.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
By D. R. DiFrancesco
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Your skin soft as down,
Pure as the wind driven snow,
Pressed up against me.
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Our Lords presence floats,
On the wings of an angel,
Renewing my faith.
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A child’s laughter,
Innocent and frolicsome,
Instills me with joy.
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Beauty of nature,
Unspoiled by man’s footsteps,
Given as God’s gift.