Coptic Christians Killed (Tanka)

Coptic Christians killed

No God would sanction murder

In his Holy name

Call them just what they are…thugs

Taking Allah’s Name in vain

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

I’ve Been Called Foolish (Tanka)

I’ve been called foolish

Unconventional, dreamer

Happiness abounds

Maybe that is my secret

To living a joy filled life

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Utopian Dreams (Tanka)

Utopian dreams

These are but an illusion

In the minds of man

Introspection is the way

Your ideal life is waiting

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Regretting The Past (Tanka)

Regretting the past

It cannot be changed once gone

It must be let go

Otherwise it destroys

Leaving sorrow in its wake

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Touch Of Your Hand (Tanka)

The touch of your hand

Soft skin on my stubbled cheek

Tells me you love me

I try to speak but I’m mute

Our silence says all we need
 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

The Reign Of Mankind (Tanka)

The reign of mankind

Trustees of all living things

Seems like a mistake

When we won’t protect our own

How can we be entrusted

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

I Am But A Ghost (Tanka)

You reach out for me

My vessel–something to hold

But it’s illusion

You cannot touch who I am

For it is not this body

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Before Judging Me (Tanka)

Before judging me
Walk a long mile in my shoes
Cry a million of tears
Feel all the pain I have felt
Then you’ll see the fool you’ve been

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lazy Saturday (Tanka)

Lazy Saturday

Hot coffee and the paper

Lounging on the couch

Recharging the batteries

After the stress of the week

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Weary From The Day (Tanka)

Weary from the day
Sunset draws me to slumber
Like a lover’s kiss
Embraced by the tranquil night
I bid a tender adieu

~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~