Though Fall Has Returned Home

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

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 (Haiku)

Shimmering pavement

Heats joyous dance on black stage

Fall is in the wings

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Sweat Pours In Torrents (Haiku)

Sweat pours in torrents
Stung by salt and hellish heat
Early summer rain

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Last Traces Of Day (Tanka)

Last traces of day

Sink below the horizon

Relief from days heat

Still and warm, the crickets sound

Singing the song of the night

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Summer’s Unnoticed (Haiku)

Summer’s unnoticed

As it chokes spring–no mercy

~~ Mercury rising

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Warm Are The Subtle Winds That Steer Me On (Sonnet)

Warm are the subtle winds that steer me on,

Nary a cloud sails across the sky sea of crystal blue.

The scent of Palo Verde and Mesquite wave winter gone,

Hummingbirds flutter in search of their sugary brew.

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Noonday sun turns pale and naked skin to tan,

While grass awakens, springing back to a deep cool green.

Scorching heat does rise from barren desert sand,

As lightning quick geckos scurry hoping not to be seen.

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Return it does to life this arid sometimes hellish land,

Though the living most often desire not to be found.

Spending their time on the cooler nighttime sands,

Sheltered from the blazing sun in their holes underground.

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A mysterious lifeless land though the desert seems to be,

Much in common does it have with the depths of the worlds deepest seas.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

 

Great Barnegat Bay

Great Barnegat Bay,

No match for the chill of mighty winter.

Even scarved in saline she cannot withstand its grip

Nor shelter her residents from its icy hand.

Fractured ice flows appear as mirrored plain;

Sea birds scavenge

Spying the cracks and holes for sustenance,

Receiving only a baptism of frigid water in return

Life goes on unfettered beneath her rugged exterior.

Cattails line her shores

Hunched under the weight of snow and ice,

Browned and solid as if petrified.

Nor’easter after nor’easter has taken its toll

Leaving a barren tundra in their wake.

This too shall renew in thaw,

Icy plates melding back into the bay,

Birds once again feasting in their land of plenty,

Cattails finding the strength to stand straight in the warming winds.

Nay this will not be the last,

Her life blood destined to repeat this dance in natures echo,

Yet she perseveres despite all she endures.

This has gone on for time immemorial,

Making her hard–

Strong as steel, unwavering in her resolve.

Still under a summer sun she softens,

Gentle in her warm embrace,

Diamonds reflecting off her fluid gown,

She is a lady,

Loved and cherished by all who know her.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Encircled In Autumn

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 ~~

 

Does the Summer Cry (Tanka)

Does the Summer cry

Mourning for it’s own demise

As its spirit falls

Buried under Autumn’s reign

It awaits solstice rebirth

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~