Talking in hushed tones

Diverting eye contact

Ducking low so not to be seen

Prejudice and hatred

What could be more obvious

Skin color






Sexual orientation


All poor excuses for ignorance

Next time–look in the mirror


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


A Cape Of Thorns Worn (Tanka)

Prickly Pear Cactus in bloom.  Image Credit:

Prickly Pear Cactus in bloom.
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A cape of thorns worn

Crown of pink its head adorned

Desert grown jewel

Prickly Pear Her Majesty

There is beauty in this beast


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


As Dusk Settles In (Tanka)

As dusk settles in

We bid farewell to the day

Ushering in night

Not so unlike that of man

Drifting from life into death


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

At This Holy Time (Tanka)

At this Holy time

Many go through the motions

For eggs and candy

A bizarre celebration

Forgetting His death and rise


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

To Feel The Night (Haiku Series)

Warm–moist is the breeze

Accompanying the buzz

~~ Mosquitos draw blood


A blood moon eclipse

Is this the sign of end times

~~ An infrequent visit


Shadows in the night

Tend to breed anxiety

~~ There’s nothing to fear


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Poetry Prompt Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Heeding Haiku With Ha: To Feel The Night

Do You Believe In Coincidence

Do you believe in coincidence,

Perhaps in luck

Or do you believe in something from above?

A guardian angel watching unseen,

Keeping an eye on where you go

Leading you on from where you’ve been.

Is this so impossible

In a “Wonderful Life” kind of way?

There are things we don’t know

Since the beginning of time until today.

As strange as it may seem I believe they are real,

This doesn’t need confirmed with the five senses

I can’t explain it, it’s something I feel.

Maybe this is what eternity has defined as trust,

I really don’t know, I can’t be sure.

All I know is that I have to, surely I must,

No other explanation could be the cure.

There are things not of this world that we sense every day,

Defying the best of logic and human science.

Nothing more needs said, nothing more I can say,

In the divine we must put our faith and reliance.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

A Heart of Crystal

A heart of crystal

Once brought into the light

Cannot be snuffed out,

…Its love shines eternal.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


To Those Gone Without A Trace

To those gone without a trace,

What were your last thoughts?

What did you see?

What did you here?

To the  Atheists, did you find God?

To the Christians, did you ask Christ to save you?

To the Muslims, did Allah forgive you your sins?

This is not an indictment,

I would asked for all of this and so much more.

Did you feel abandoned?

Did your life flash before your eyes?

Did you see the faces of loved ones?

Did you hear the laughter of your children?

Surely I would have felt all of these things.

These questions bring me to tears.

I don’t know what I would think as I sat helpless,

And in the end would it really matter

In the face of impending doom?

These answers float on the wind,

And drift with the changing tides,

In places without names, undiscovered.

Know that wherever you are,

We think about you,

Hoping that your final rest is in peace.

Lost at sea.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Gazing Up At The Stars

Gazing up at the stars too numerous to count,

I wonder…am I alone in this universe,

But how could I be alone in this great vastness?

How many planets are out there,

Invisible to the naked eye,

Invisible to the most powerful of human invention?

What wondrous life must surely exist

Somewhere under these uncharted atmospheres,

Somewhere beyond our mortal senses.

Only our own arrogance could blind us to the possibility,

That we are not solitary creatures.

For now, dreams of faraway places will have to suffice,

Living in my vivid imagination

Until proof can be delivered by the skeptics.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco~~


Prompt Courtesy Of: Jeremy’s Daily Challenge – Tuesday Conundrum 15 April

Prompt Word: Atmospheres

Such A Strange Little World

Image by Tom Bagshaw

Image by Tom Bagshaw

Such a strange world,

Surrounded by creatures small and smaller.

Into this place I’ve been hurled

Though still many times taller.

This is such an odd little place

Where I’m the the center of attention.

Creatures circle, fly and leave without a trace,

Still I’m not sure what’s their intention.

Very still I choose to sit,

Holding a statuesque pose.

Afraid if I twitch or flit,

They may bite my delicate nose.

Or scratch my ivory skin,

Turning snow white to bloody red,

Maybe kick me in the shins,

By god, I look almost dead.

Then suddenly a boom,

To the sound of thunder I awake.

Lying on the floor of my room,

Tell me–how much acid did I take.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Photo Challenge #4 “Figments of Inertia – Image by Tom Bagshaw


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