In Life As In Death There Is Anonymity

In life as in death there is anonymity.

Do we really know anyone?

Do we really know their inner thoughts,

Their hopes and fears,

The crazy chaos of irrational notions

That swirl tornadic within?


We live amongst close strangers.

We call them friends, relatives, lovers.

We dine with them,

We commune with them,

We sleep with them,

We make love to them,

But we never really know them.


In life as in death there is anonymity

Just like a Potter’s field.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Love Unspoken Envelops Me In Joy (Sonnet)

Love unspoken envelops me in joy,

Beyond words, you and I have grown.

True to the heart this is not a ploy,

Thoughts and actions my passions have shown.


I need not a word to know that you’re there,

Trials and tribulations have proven faith.

Through good and bad together we’ve shared,

By my side you stayed so unlike a wraith.


My love, love though fickle it be,

Cannot deceive once newness fades.

In you in silence your tenderness I see,

With an affection strong as balustrades.


Product of time is this comfortable skin,

One I would never shed to begin again.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~