Patter of fall rain
Hypnotic in its rhythm
Lulling me to sleep
Warm and dry in my slumber
My soul is truly at peace
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: sleep
Where Have My Dreams Gone (Tanka)
Where have my dreams gone
My mind a dark theatre
I wake to nothing
No recollection of sleep
Only a nocturnal void
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
From Dusk Until Dawn
From dusk until dawn
I live in dreamless torment
Cold–black is my night
Where do I go in slumber
When I am invisible
I can’t remember
My travels have been wiped clean
This terrifies me
Is this what death will be like
A blackboard erased from time
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Eyes Close For The Day (Haiku)
Eyes close for the day
Preparing for tomorrow
Start with a clean slate
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Insomniac (Sonnet)
Sleep evades I toss and turn
Begging for good nights rest
This is all for which I yearn
Searching for slumber in jest
Plague as a Vampire to obambulate
Passing hour after hour on end
Striving on my sanity confiscate
Of this my foe will not bend
Try as I might absolute I am sure
My struggle most nights will go on
An insomniacs fate for eternity endure
Lasting until I am gone
Maybe its time for Ambien’s magic
To sleep before body and mind go tragic
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Word: Obambulate
Jem Farmer – The Boi Poet – Words at the Weekend – 21-22 September 2013 Poetry Prompt
Chill of Night
Chill of night unfolds
Like that of a thread-bare sheet
Holding little warmth
Providing meager comfort
Allowing the mind to roam
Wherever it wills in dead of night
No barriers does it hold
Despite desire
Left to shiver in the cold
Until numbness takes control
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tired Eyes – A Tanka
Closing tired eyes
Crickets sing their blissful song
Calling me to dream
A tale written just for me
By the artist in my mind
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~~ Dominic R. DIFrancesco ~~
Mornings Ritual
Sumatran wafts through silent home
Gently caressing the olfactory.
Warm rays of gold wash across rested faces,
Coaxing them to greet the day.
Is this the making of perfection,
What Heaven on earth must be like?
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Morning stings the unaccustomed eyes;
Only temporary as adrenaline trickles
Leading us back to life.
So miraculous, so mundane,
Routine in its simplicity, this art of waking,
Rising from slumber.
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Taking in the new day
Like breath Into lungs, body, soul,
Thankful for all that I have,
All that I will give.
With cup…steaming…
I am ready to meet the day.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blur of Sleep – A Tanka
Blur of sleep filled night
To rain filled sky-fall departs
How peaceful it is
This natural ensembles
Mesmerizing metronome
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
End Of Day – A Tanka
End of day quiet
As sunset breezes relieve
Easing tired mind
The joy of dark solitude
Readies me for a new start
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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