Do We Expect

Do we expect the Divine to give without us giving back?
Do we expect to receive all the good this world has to offer without offering it back?
Life is not a one way street of take, take, take.
We are here to give unto others with no expectation of repayment.
This is what living is all about.

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

What’s My Lineage (Tanka)

What’s my lineage

Whose blood courses through my veins

It’s not important

In the end I am human

And that is all that matters

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Blown Dandelions (Haiku)

Blown dandelions

Scatter their seeds to the wind

Populating earth

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Is It Hope Or Foolishness

Is it hope or foolishness,

Games of chance,

One more turn of the card,

The next pull of the one armed bandit

Hit me,

Come on–triple sevens,

Changing life forever.

More often than not

The wallet ends lighter,

The heart weeps louder,

The mind is more full of regret,

Maybe next time…

Jackpot!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

A Story Calls Me (Tanka)

A story calls me
Begging to be written down
Fragments of a tale
Perhaps one day it will meld
Into a true masterpiece

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Shock Of All Shocks

Shock of all shocks!, A conclusion has arrived,

What you may ask drove me to this.

I look at this nation and its leaders that drive,

And sadly I find so much amiss.

 

Squabbling and indecision on the left and the right,

It’s politics at their very worst.

From top to the bottom it’s no easier a fight,

Unable to decide what to do first.

 

Managing from crisis to crisis is no way to proceed,

As the ball is too easily dropped.

We look to our leaders to stand up and take heed,

Of all that must be started and stopped.

 

From debt ceiling to healthcare, ebola, ISIS and more,

They fight each other all of the way.

Afraid am I of what may very soon be in store,

For greater horrors may come into play.

 

We have hearing after hearing and nothing gets done,

They are sound bites for the next campaign.

Fodder for the platform on which they will run,

With lies and aggression to inflame.

 

I look at the response to ebola with a smile,

This comedy of errors that it is.

The protocols, what protocols all to beguile,

What’s the answer is part of the quiz.

 

What do we call them–ISIS or Islamic State,

Would somebody make up their mind.

We got into this one perhaps a little too late,

Over time I am sure we will find.

 

In these two crisis’ congress isn’t without fault,

Ask McCain, he was friend to our foe.

Yelling arm the rebels their advance they will halt,

As always putting on quite a show.

 

Now congress has called a meeting, the CDC to berate,

For its failure to institute adequate tools.

It was fine leaving West Africa to suffer its fate,

Denying funding like cold hearted fools.

 

Messages are mixed on all things from above,

Agreeing on nothing is their way.

Failing to compromise when push comes to shove,

I suppose this is how things will stay.

 

So what is the conclusion from this long winded rant,

More trouble ahead is surely brewing.

Our government is broken and their solutions are scant,

I’m confident they don’t know what they are doing!

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Darkness Blinded Me (Tanka)

Darkness blinded me
I was lost in self pity
Seeing no way out
Then I opened up my eyes
And was saved by light and love

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Give From A Full Heart (Senryu)

Give from a full heart

As if life depends on it

Because it just might

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Lovely Bungalow (Tanka)

Lovely bungalow

Left in ruin–overgrown

Mark of foreclosure

Farewell American dream

It was nice while you lasted


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

From My Window I Look

From my window I look;

Trees, mountains, flowers

All manner of things stare back at me

Though seldom do I notice.

Caught between the necessities of modern life

And the blindness of adulthood,

I’ve forgotten how wondrous my surroundings.

Rushing from place to place,

Highways, freeways, traffic shifts my focus.

Technology diverts my attention,

Cell phones, computers, television, video games,

No wonder we live in a chemically induce coma.

Time to appreciate the natural world seems impossible,

Finding excuses instead to perpetuate our unfulfilling lives.

How does this make any sense?

Our time in this beautiful world is short,

Time with our loved ones is most precious.

Perhaps the power button is our best friend,

Turn it off.

That vacation time we are saving

As we edge ever closer to a heart attack…

Maybe we should take it.

Step outside, take a deep breath

And enjoy the most beautiful video game ever created

…Nature.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

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