So Much To Say

So much to say, though

How…is what eludes my grasp.

Fingers contorted,

My mind drowning in chaos,

The words scream fighting for air.

But alas they choke,

Dying at the hand of a

Tormented poet.

What fate beholds this tortured

Soul. Only God above knows.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Allergic to E Challenge

Thank you Carol at for choosing me to take part in this challenge, I enjoyed it very much.

The rules are as follows:

  • Write a paragraph
  • Do not use any words that include the letter “e” in their spelling
  • Challenge at least 5 others to do the same

My Paragraph:

Blood flows from my mouth.  That airbag hit with such fury that it split my lip. What was that fawn doing standing in my way?  I couldn’t hit him, so my victim was a guard rail which took my car and my lip with it.  Waiting for a cop to show up was agonizing and with all of this blood on my shirt I look as if I am a shooting fatality.  All I know is that if I had to do it again I would…without vacillation.


  1. Emma at
  2. Jen at
  3. Serena at
  4. Rosy at
  5. Celestine at

If you do not wish to participate that is perfectly fine, I just wanted you to know that I find you all very talented and that I enjoy your writing very much.  Have fun with it if you choose…it really is quite challenging.

A Poetic Proposal By Julian Froment

A Poetic Proposal

‘A Poetic Proposal’ by debut author Julian Froment is a journey of love. Dedicated to that one special woman.

This is a collection of poems that plumb the very depths of that deepest of emotions,LOVE. Running counter to this is the on-going theme of angst and heartbreak that is present when two beings that are destined to be one are separated by distance, and in this case a rather large, wet ocean.

This collection progresses chronologically from initial meeting to final proposal of marriage, taking the reader on an emotional roller-coaster ride of highs and lows. The reality of the author and his intended living half-lives, together, then apart, together, then apart, is clearly evident throughout the course of this collection.

On Gossamer Wings

On gossamer wings,
On gossamer wings,
My heart it flies to you.
To be together,
‘till the end of days,
Is all that’s left to do.

Flying high,
‘cross the ocean blue,
To where it now belongs.
Cradled within,
A soul so true,
Amidst angelic song.

And soon now,
Oh, so very soon,
The body shall be along.
To join the heart,
To fill the void,
Back where I belong.

‘A Poetic Proposal’, which is available in both digital and paperback formats, can be obtained here:

Amazon UK

Amazon US


Follow the author:

Julian Froment’s Blog


Review Highlights from Amazon

‘Reading this collection of poems made me feel like I was eavesdropping on the world’s most romantic marriage proposal’ … ‘If you are looking for love poems to share with your own lover, these are just the poems’ … ‘After reading this collection, I was ready to say ‘I do’ myself’ – Pamela Beckford

’The poems in this book are very romantic, emotional, well-written, and thought out well’ … ‘This is romantic poetry at its best’ – Chris McMullen

‘The poet freely admits that this is about his love life and dedicated to his lady, so you know you’re getting an insight into something private. That brings an interesting dimension to the poems because you know there’s a living, breathing story behind them’ – Charles E Yallowitz

Templar Knight (Shadorma) / Knight (Acrostic)

Templar Knight (Shadorma)

Templar knight

Prepares to face death


Heed God’s call

Convert before it’s too late

Or prepare to die

Knight (Acrostic)

Know and feared by all

None dare stand in their way

Invoking their wrath

God has so ordained

Heathens and heretics bow before them

To meet their maker


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Bastet’s Shadorma (and Acrostic) Prompt – September 20, 2014

Armor - By G.S.K.

Armor – By G.S.K.

The Ocean

Sunlight gleams through shards of fractured glass

Worn smooth by the tides move in and out

Peace with suns rise comes to pass

Gentle sounds as waves toss and turn about.

In mother waters, fury and beauty reside

Carving portraits out of sand and stone

Leaving scar and grotto for nature’s tears to hide

While in fathoms deep they lie alone.

Sun sets…royal blue turns to black

Ceaseless the currents move ever forward

Never deliberating or surrendering to look back

Fulfilling its expectation to move onward.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Author’s Note: This poem was originally published on June 25, 2012.  I like the feel of it so I thought I would repost it.  Hopefully you will like it as much as I do.

Theater Of Life

Naked and raw
Blasting from the womb like a seedling from its pod
Screaming for the first breath
So begins the amazing campaign
A politician elected to life.

Born out of love or lust
The aftermath which is indistinguishable
Unquenchable contest for sustenance
To triumph is all that is known
Primal urges the impetus to persist.

Adolescence brings arrogance
As maturity is sluggish to prevail over unrefined emotion
Enmity and dispute become commonplace
Tightening the reins like those of an untamed mustang
Welcome, right of passage.

Time quells obstinacy
While Respect replaces contempt
Competition for dominance is no longer primary
Instead wisdom is honored rather than detested
Seeing in age what we hope to become.

Understanding seems second nature
Now seen through the eyes of the aged
What once so obscure, is now clear as crystal
Modeled in the image of those that came before
To live in us as both a blessing and curse.

Son becomes father, daughter becomes mother
The circle enclosed as adolescent morphs into elder
Kindred souls flow like a river never-ceasing
Reproducing life through life’s rushing waters
Simply actors are we in this great play.

Leaving behind those we’ve reared
Progeny that embody what is transcendent
Nature and happenstance will dictate their course
While predecessors move on to nights last voyage
Rhythmically repeating the cycle of life.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Author’s Note: This was the very first poem that I posted on WordPress back on June 30, 2012.  I haven’t read this poem in a very long time and fortunately I still like it.  I thought it might be nice to sprinkle a few pieces into the mix that many of you may not have seen.  I hope that you like them.  Thank you all for the long time support that you have shown me, I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.

Absent Though Not Gone

Absent though not gone

A temporary reprieve

Enjoy my silence

Though unlikely to last long

I’ll be back with a vengeance

Time for regrouping

Collecting all of my thoughts

A tidy bundle

Set to explode on the page

For the world at large to see

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~