Feeding our winged friends
They share our vegetables
Grown for both of us
We have more than we can use
So we offer them love
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Even the Sun Rests
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Even the sun rests
Laying down at the end of day
Welcoming the moon
Never have they competed
Each knows its role in nature
When their time is over
They take solace in their work
And a job well done
Perhaps man could learn something
If he just paid attention
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sit Still And Quiet
Sit still and quiet
Breathe in its luscious silence
Feel it embrace you
Tell me, what does it whisper
Without so much as a word.
Perhaps love is it,
Love for yourself and others.
What you always knew.
Stifled by chaotic noise–
It has finally been freed.
Let it swaddle you!
Do not keep it trapped inside.
It is meant to give;
Not with great expectations,
But with the purest of hearts.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Wouldst Thou Love Me Were I A Peasant (Sonnet)
Wouldst thou love me were I a peasant,
Owning little but what hangs upon my back.
I thinkest thou would not find this so pleasant,
Discarding me for all of this world that I lack.
Wouldst thou speaketh to me were I a leper,
Or ignore me whilst turning a blind eye.
I thinkest thou would prefer me fettered,
In shackles where none could see me cry.
Wouldst thou hold me if I were a poor wretch dying,
Alone and filthy on thy city thoroughfare.
I thinkest thou would leaveth me bloody and lying,
‘Til the ravens come to taketh their share.
Is compassion so hard for thee to perceive, casting feeling aside with nary a care.
Giveth from the heart and thou shalt conceive, a life full of blessing worthy to share.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What Lies Beyond We Can Never Know (Sonnet)
What lies beyond we can never know,
To fear the unknown is for the spirit weak.
Perception is purely what we show
And carried on the words we speak.
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When we offer love to those who need,
Love returns a thousand fold.
Through this we plant a heavenly seed,
Divine this spirit we cannot hold.
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Ours is not to gather and hoard,
But to share all that we’ve been graced.
These good deeds will never be scored,
Nor should we count the blessings placed.
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This is why I believe we’re here, to help those who have lost their way.
This is how it has always been though often times we neglect to portray.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A Winter Wind Blows (Haiku)
A winter wind blows
Across the barren landscape
~ Victim to the cold
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Giving
The purpose of man
Lies not in acquisitions
Like pieces of gold
But in the fortune he’s shared
Freely with mankind
~ A Tanka~
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Gift – A Tanka
What we forge in life
Only lives on when we share
Like gifts at Christmas
The joy is in the giving
Expecting naught in return
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Not So Different – A Tanka
Passing the fence line
Cattle and antelope mixed
Sharing grass as kin
Perhaps this is a lesson
Unlike but living in peace
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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