Frank J. Tassone

Month: August 2018

  • Wanderers 13

    #Haiku Happenings #10: Sky’s latest #tankaprose #haibun for Carpe Diem!

  • Portugal Travel Notes #8 (7/12/18)

    The homes in Vilaranda look as worn as ever. Weathered stone, fatigued tile: the mountain village where Mira grew up reflects the aging of its remaining residents. homecoming once-new cobblestones now old Somewhere in Vilaranda We park on off the cobblestone road that runs through the village. Anna, one of Mira’s three deaf-mute cousins, is…

  • Daily Haiku: Aug. 3, 2018

    Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: kite flying– a child teaches me to taste the wind   by Sandi Pray (USA) Living Haiku Anthology, 2013

  • #Tanka: Mystery

    Originally posted on Charmed Chaos: ” There is no religion without mysteries. God himself is the great secret of Nature.”- Chateaubriand Mystery lurks here   in the melancholy gloom   joyous frogs crooning   high in treetops, bright orchids   gaily sway in the dense breeze ©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No.…

  • Mist

    Originally posted on Magical Mystical Teacher: Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California. ? Mist on the mountain— a blackbird seeking its nest starts to go astray. ? Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher ? ? More SkyWatch Friday

  • Ocean City, Maryland Chronicle, Day 3: July 6, 2014: A #FreestyleFriday #Haibun featuring my latest from .@ImageCurve

    Troubled by dreams. One, a last meeting with Christine. Awoke regretting that I missed the Last Voyage of Columbus. Missed seeing those friends one last time. All to save $100—and see my son and his friend enjoy Rye Playland. Another dream. Dad and Mom, stranger. An intervention in a parlor. White pastel, wicker furniture, floral…

  • Haiku: Orange Poppy

    #Haiku Happenings #6: Xenia Tran’s latest haiku!

  • Inside Out

    Originally posted on ShiftnShake: Lillian at dVerse Poets Pub has poured a stiff challenge for Haibun Monday this week, stipulating the prose paragraphs be a true accounting, not fiction, and that the prose take us on “a journey into an interior”, that we “go back in time to one of the very first houses you remember living in.…