The flash of a spark
Ignites the flame within me
Glowing blue and hot
Like your soft touch, electric
Lighting the fire in my soul
~ A Tanka ~
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
The creak of the door
Floorboards moan with every step
Like cracking of joints
Worn out from use over time
Only like new when replaced
~A Tanka ~
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do not judge others
In light of our own failures
What right do we have
Like David to Goliath
Let us not cast the first stone
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Hostage to passion
I open my heart to you
Like a treasure chest
Only to find it emptied
Riches callously stolen
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Crawling to the edge
Thirsting for cool crisp water
We find a mirage
Nothing but sand, hot and dry
More lying and corruption
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Consumed by treasure
Riches are not wealth alone
Like the love of gold
Love of family enriches
Living on after we’re gone
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Catatonic stare
“Sorry, we must let you go”
Hits like a brick wall
Slow, hard and painful at first
Then it numbs you to the core
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Do not let dreams die
Through bitter words of cowards
Like coming of spring
Nurture the tender young shoots
To reveal their destiny
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
* Inspired by a friend questioning the value of her dreams.
Age of statesmen gone
Left with only empty suits
Like their promises
A wealth of material
But nothing of true substance
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
What we forge in life
Only lives on when we share
Like gifts at Christmas
The joy is in the giving
Expecting naught in return
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~