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Taste of Blame (Sonnet)

Bitter and nauseating is the taste of blame

Often stirred by our misguided spirit–ego.

Detesting others with fortune and fame

Until ones jealousy doth flourishing, grows.

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Little good does it serve to another accuse;

Rotting heart and soul to the core.

Resulting in pain and the minds terrible abuse,

Living in darkness ‘til every fiber doth abhor.

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Does harboring this envy, one deadly sin

Heal what you view as improper nay unjust?

This frailty so human caused all ills begin

Diminishing our ability to trust.

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What profit can be gained from hatred ingrained,

But to torture our souls until loves power doth refrain.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

So Much Tragedy (Sonnet)

So much tragedy in words withheld

Than to words we are beholden.

Silence cuts deeper than forest trees felled

To those held more precious and golden.

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We wait for tomorrow as if plenty of time

Assuming the other must know.

What lies in our hearts, our feelings sublime

Saying one day that surely we’ll show.

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Until such a time that love grows apart

Blinded by such a surprise.

Mending of passion, where do we start

With tears welling up in our eyes.

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Speak your true mind and follow hearts lead,

Ne’er to be lead astray if it’s guidance you heed.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

It Grows Dark in a Firestorm of Tumultuous Passion (Sonnet)

It grows dark in a firestorm of tumultuous passion

Thoughts of you under another’s caress

Fighting to keep you in any fashion

Its you, by any means I must possess

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You promised eternal love before family and friends

I do, sealed with a kiss we were wed

Our vows for you clearly were a means to an end

By the folly you’ve made of our bed

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Is not the sanctity of marriage to be held sacred

Clearly not by your monogamous charade

You’ve done nothing more than fertilize a hatred

Flaunting your sins as if on parade

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With this to my senses I have finally arrived

At the realization–what I thought was love was really contrived

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

I Ask For Nothing (Sonnet)

I ask for nothing yet you give me all I need

Could this be what the sages meant when they spoke of love

Perhaps like the roses thorny prick doth bleed

Nary tainting the snow white of the purest dove

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Were I ever to beg my darling, of you my pardon

I doubt you not that forgiveness would be mine

Assured that your heart would not surely harden

This–I take to my heart as a sign

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The gift you offer out of nothing but passion

I hold close, clutching it tightly to my still heaving breast

Through these long centuries it has never left fashion

On my knees before God to you my love I confessed

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All this–I pray that I have not taken for granted

For your love I cherish that may ne’er be supplanted

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Love Comes With Wrath of Thorn (Sonnet)

Love comes with wrath of thorn

When hearts betrayed the beautiful rose

Comfort breeds the birth of scorn

Passion cools, its numbness shows

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O’ fair, my fairest bloom

Fear not that my love has waned

All is not lost nor cloaked in gloom

Seeing you troubled has caused me pain

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I promise dear love to right my way

Intent not given with thought of malice

Blind to signs of that which holds sway

To raise you back up to throne and palace

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Time hath made loves flames grow tepid

I vow to weave our hearts beat threaded

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Will Work For Food (Sonnet)

Will work for food, the sign they show

Please help a vet down on his luck

Diverting their eyes the passersby go

Life on the street a vicious cycle they’re stuck

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Hey there mister can you spare a dime

Or maybe a buck to try to get home

Would it be possible to give me some time

We’re so tired of being in the cold all alone

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We could be your sisters and your brothers

We used to have jobs, families and homes

We could be your fathers and your mothers

Hungry and weary, nothing but skin and bones

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Obligated as humans should we be one to another

Practicing what we preach by seeing to the needs of the other

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Fraught With Danger (Sonnet)

Fraught with danger this daily walk,

As hand-in-hand we battle the foe.

Through foolish acts and foolish talk,

Into the darkness hence we go.

Faith–What faith we question still,

As answers yield no answers forth.

On hands and knees we climb the hill;

The devil tempts our mortal worth.

O’ the struggle, eternal test,

We try yet fail more oft’ than not.

Attempt as we may to do our best

It ends in sin and soul filled rot.

Yet for all our faults and feelings of loss

We’re assured of life through death on the cross.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

A Life of Extravagance (Sonnet)

A life of extravagance looming large;

From gilded palace to jewelled robe.

Shepherd of man has failed his charge,

Faithful bewildered as xenophobe.

You undermine your Pope a spirit most humble,

For luxuries beyond the common man.

While continuing forth to suffer and stumble,

Creating a gluttons promised land.

You have lost all sight of your earthly charge,

Succumbing to frailties supposed immune.

Enshrined in greed and an ego large,

Treating your sheep as courtly buffoons.

Soon before God you will stand for your digression,

Praying to be spared Hell for your foolish obsession.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Cold Kiss (Sonnet)

A cold kiss lay frozen on crimson lips

His tears could not thaw her icy chill

Thy soul to sea as fare so many ships

Whose lose pain could never fill

O’ slab, coarse for so delicate a flower

How I wish that I could soften thee

Yet I have it not in my mortal power

Into the hands of God must it be

Fairest maiden how I long to offer thou comfort

Though separated many worlds apart

Couldst I have quenched thy terminable hurt

Nay–sorrow be still my beating heart

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O’ my dearest Juliet, I am dead to this world without thee

With this bitter nectar reunited soon we shall be

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Pray Tell (Sonnet)

Pray tell–Does the universe despise me?

Beleaguered by torment and pain;

I drown as a ship down at sea,

No longer having anything to gain.

Projecting my anguish on others unknown,

Fate lies beyond the boundaries of my soul.

Smiles and laughs behind stone faces shown,

Nothing left of my heart, but a bottomless hole.

Tell me where…oh where does blame lie?

Surely without I am most convinced.

A belief to the day this body dies,

As casket lid closes on my last pain winced.

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Could it be–that perhaps it is I, that has all along been to blame,

None other than me by my God given name.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~