Coolness of morning
Welcomed after summer’s heat
Nature’s refreshment
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Coolness of morning
Welcomed after summer’s heat
Nature’s refreshment
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The cricket’s swan song
Farewell with seasons change
Returning in spring
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The cool morning air
Dew clinging to window panes
How quickly things changed
Now that fall is upon us
First snow can’t be far behind
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Though fall has returned home
The hot summer sun still beats upon my furled brow.
The desert does not take kindly to the change of seasons;
Preferring to redden and blister the flesh ‘til left no recourse,
This has always been her way.
Her bleak landscape sparsely dotted with cacti and scrub brush,
Inhabited by venomous creatures big and small.
Her song is that of the coyote howling for her lost love,
His bones bleached white by the fire, laid waste amongst the sands.
Still even Hell must succumb to God’s will
Though not without fighting ‘til its dying breath,
Taking holiday until it is invited back in three seasons time.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blossoms fold in chill of fall
Sleep, to sleep as winter crawls
To wake again when spring returns
Sun and warmth and blue sky yearns
Glorious colors for the time must leave
Like lovers parted must surely grieve
We say goodbye for now dear friends
Awaiting the time you bloom again
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Shimmering pavement
Heats joyous dance on black stage
Fall is in the wings
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
We’re all transient–
Like fall drifts into winter
The cycle of life
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Chill…Rustle of trees
Winter is fast approaching
Usher in the dead season
Like the cycle of our lives
One dies another is born
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Desert heats collapse
Banished back to whence it came
The abyss of Hell
Welcome the chill of Heaven
With falls gracious arrival
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Encircled in Autumns chilling grasp,
Warmth of tea cup in my hands I clasp.
Just cool enough for a sweater in evening,
No animosity toward Summers most abrupt leaving.
Crunch of the leaves and the crisp in the air,
Young and old attitude, devil-may-care.
Breathing in freely a new lease on life,
Renewing loves vows of husband to wife.
Truly beauty exists in the wane of the year,
Another season born, greeted with cheer.
As winter approaches and darkness takes hold,
We all settle in for long months of cold.
Please do not obsess and never you fear,
Take comfort in the arms of those you hold dear.
For this, as surely as winter won’t last,
Time and time again as done in the past.
Daily the sun rises and Spring will return,
A lesson in grade school we all must have learned.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~