Tag Archives: sickness

Looking Down From The Mountain

Looking down from the mountain

The lush valley below obscured,

Embraced by a sheet of ecru.

Stepping out for a breath of fresh air is a farce.

From below virtually unnoticeable,

Looking up all you can see is blue,

But the lungs know,

The eyes know,

The putrid smell gives it away.

How much more vivid would the sky be;

How much sweeter would the air be

Were it not for this festering cloud.

We are poisoned in the name of progress,

Bleeding the life blood from ourselves and our children.

So to leave the material as our legacy,

All the while destroying what is truly important

…Our planet.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Sickness Torturing – A Tanka

Sickness torturing

Difficult the think and breath

Burying my will

Creativity suffers

Just as much as the writer

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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~

Drinking Dulls The Pain

Drinking dulls the pain,

Feeding the same worn excuse,

Permitting abuse,

Damaging family and friends,

Leaving no external scars.

Yet wounds just as real

Bleed, becoming infected,

Contagious with time,

Perpetuating sickness

For generations to come.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Enough – A Tanka

Somber do I feel

Weeping for the worlds pains

As if mine alone

In our culture of excess

Is there not enough for all

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Mind In Torment – A Tanka

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A mind in torment

Severed from reality

Ignored as damaged

An illness to be treated

Not labeled as defective

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Requiem for Peter

By D. R. DiFrancesco

Words seem inadequate at such a time,

More than just a colleague you were a friend,

I can’t imagine the anguish and fear that must have gripped you.

Sadly, all we could do was watch,

Offer faint attempts at support,

And secretly hope that you would recover.

This was not to be,

You aged right before our eyes,

Hair, once salt and pepper turned white and paleness  entered your skin,

A shell of the man you used to be.

Your strength however, was inspirational,

Disease did not deter you from your labors,

Your attitude always focused on the positive.

Our lives my friend, were enriched just to have known you,

You left far more to this world than you took,

And this world will be a little emptier without you.

May you find peace and comfort with your maker,

As those that knew you come to terms with your passing,

Farewell dear friend…you will be sorely missed.

** In memory of my colleague Peter who passed away last night from lung cancer.

The Vow – A Poem

By D. R. DiFrancesco

I could never find fault in you,
My soul lashed to yours won’t permit it,
Kindness envelopes your heart,
The warm inviting happiness in your smile
Blinds me to what others may see.

In my tribulation you have always been there,
Sickness and health has been no barrier,
My sadness washed away by your tears,
Nothing more could I ask of you,
All I could hope to repay, to return like kindness.

At my worst you stood by me,
Taking my hand to your lips,
A gentle kiss to reassure me,
Comforting me in your glow,
Inspiring my belief that everything would be okay.

When my strength weakend,
Bedridden and afflicted, you reinforced me,
Loving me without condition,
Honoring our vows,
Until I was strong again in my own flesh.

My friend through every storm,
I couldn’t ask for a better mate,
We are in union,
Syncronized to this lifes time,
My passion, my devotion, my love.