50 Word Story: Black, White or Blue

I feel the pain with my last dying breath as the warmth of crimson surrounds me.  My legacy will be the chalk outline I’m soon to become ‘til washed away by the acid rains.

Whether black, white or blue, does it really matter when you’re dead.

…Death is color blind!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Do Not Be Unkind

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Do not be unkind

As the raging waters turn

Drowning the foolish


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

An Eye For An Eye (Senryu)

An eye for an eye

The oldest form of justice

Incubates revenge

 

~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Will The Killing End

Will the killing end
The cycle of violence
Answered with the same
When has retribution quelled
Never–it’s provocation
Igniting more death
Until reasons are foggy
And senses immune
It becomes the way of life
Cold, hard and desensitized

~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

My Predicament (Tanka)

My predicament

Funny unless you live it

Then it is just sad

Be cautious with ridicule

As it just might bite you back

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Sweet Revenge Corrupts (Tanka)

Sweet revenge corrupts

Polluting body and soul

Leaving you hollow

Inconsolable regret

Will become your lifelong friend

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sorrow Fills My Heart – A Tanka

Sorrow fills my heart

These tears with anger replaced

I can cry no more

As sadness succumbs to rage

Hoping to exact revenge

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Walking Away

Walking away,

Withdrawing into my conscience as my conscience dictates.

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This water-cooler talk, here say, utter nonsense,

Tearing down the fabric that binds us;

Serving agendas of personal gain or revenge

Humiliation or mistrust.

What purpose does this serve?

Certainly none to better our kind.

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I neither want nor take any part in these juvenile games,

As I have been victim myself on more than one occasion.

Few can pronounce they have not I propose.

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Harken back to the embarrassment, the anger, the trauma;

Was this pleasurable—most surely it wasn’t.

What pleasure can be derived by such caterwauling?

None I submit, but momentary satisfaction

followed by regret and sorrow if your heart yet beats.

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Would not your energies better serve kindness and generosity

than the degradation of our comrades?

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Would it not be better to think before we speak?

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Revenge, Quest for the Dragon

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By D. R. DiFrancesco

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Cloven hooves and scaly wings,

Fire and brimstone my eyes it stings.

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The stench, burned flesh and rotting corpse,

This quest undertaken without remorse.

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To avenge my love of many years,

With sword and pike to steady my fears.

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So young and innocent in the talons clutch,

A life destroyed, she suffered much.

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This beast,a devil must surely die,

With head on stake and raised most high.

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The path to hades on unsure foot,

I trudge and stumble through knee deep soot.

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Gagging and choking on horrid smell,

Anxious that I’ll perish in this demon’s hell.

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Not before I slay my dragon foe,

I vow to persist ‘til my last breath dost go.

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The earth is scorched as I journey the peak,

The wind, a roar, guides me to the butcher I seek.

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The sound and stink of his putrid breath,

I grit my teeth in the face of death.

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Courage in the shadow of terror I must muster,

Sharpened point, razors edge, sabre’s glint in silver luster.

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The cave the den, path to hell in linesight,

The smoke and sulfur eclipse the sunlight.

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Flames erupt and singe the landscape,

I refuse to retreat, with night comes darkness drape.

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Hidden in shadows I inch my way onward,

Sword in clenched fist should I have to thrust forward.

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In shock and surprise the beast my scent hast sensed,

I lunge behind boulders as my lifes only defense.

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A roar as if from hades cracks the whistle of the gale,

Trembling in fear, his beating wings shedding monstrous scales.

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Flames nearly blinding, the heat my flesh boils,

I must run, change my course, before my quest he doth foil.

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As he draws in a breath for his next volley of fire,

I sprang from my hideout and circled much higher.

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In murderous rage the devil turned to give chase,

A discarded scale as a shield did I hoist in great haste.

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The torrent of fire my shield did repel,

Though I stumbled and fell how I survived and cannot tell.

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Another deep breath the dragon he drew,

Without a thought for my safety the pike through air flew.

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A ghastly howl filled the night as the pike hit it’s mark,

As flames filled the air piercing the obsidian dark.

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With head drawing down his roar from hell thrown my way,

With courage I filled, destined to live another day.

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Like a rabbit I jumped from behind makeshift shield,

With sword in clenched hand I swung what I wield.

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As his head it approached and our eyes surely meet,

With a leap I did plunge, blade to hilt landing on both feet.

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With a yell I withdrew bloody blade from the beast,

Pike still impaled to redeem my maiden, his feast.

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With sabre raised overhead to swing with all my might,

His crimson life draining along with his demon charged fight.

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A strike to his throat though armored it may be,

Shattered scale, flesh and tendon razored blade exposed he.

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He dropped to his knees spewing flames so erratic,

Moaning and crying in demon’s voice traumatic.

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With a thunderous tumble the mountainside shook,

As the monster’s death imminent the last breath he took.

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Elated I raised sword for one final blow,

Swiftly and grunting off with his head it did go.

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Exhausted I dropped to one knee and did weep,

Thanking God for His strength and His blessing bade me sleep.

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My darling revenge is now in my firm clutch,

I slay your cowardly killer helped by God’s mighty touch.

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Dragon’s head on the pike still my heart it does break,

No solace is found though serpents life I did take.

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Sadness eternal where my destiny lie,

“Til when unite and I mercifully die.