Frank J. Tassone

Month: June 2019

  • Haiku: fragrant breeze

    Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge ‘fragrant breeze’. ? in this summer damp breeze over the meadow brings the scent of rain

  • Fragrant Breeze

    Originally posted on Roth Poetry: Lilacs bloom fragrant Perfume carried on the breeze Summer’s almost here Poppies sway // ripples flowing Gently across Flander’s Field Reminder to us That war is filled with blood-shed Poppies bleed blood red Photos: Dwight L. Roth Written for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge Fragrant Breeze. He also reminds us of…

  • #SilentSunday (6/9/19)

    A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!

  • #Haikai Challenge 89 (6/8/19): fragrant breeze (kunpuu) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    Hope you’ve enjoyed your summer-like (or survived your winter-like) weather, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors! Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jane Dougherty2. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr3. Tessa4. Reena Saxena 5. Laure A. Brook6. Jane Dougherty7. Dwight L. Roth8. Jules 9. Revived Writer10. Janice11. Linda Lee Lyberg12. Deborah Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. A Moment…

  • Today’s Haiku (June 8, 2019)

    Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 水中花千年先は水となる　　　栗山麻衣 suichûka sennen saki wa mizu to naru             in a thousand years             an artificial ‘underwater’ flower             becomes water                                                 Mai Kuriyama from “Haiku-kai” (“Haiku World,” a monthly haiku magazine), July 2017 Issue,  Bungaku No Mori, Tokyo Fay’s Note:  ‘suichûka’ (an artificial flower…

  • #Troiku: The Aroma of Pine

    Originally posted on Charmed Chaos: The aroma of pinewafting on morning airthe scent of fresh hope And the young morning’s fresh rainlike stars from heavenglistening on every bough reach my wordsinspired by nature’s beautypoet’s humble gift My Troiku for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #1676 Troiku The Aroma of Pine was inspired from the haiku below.…

  • hedgerow, 2019

    Originally posted on My Inner Voice: peace negotiations — a refugee child collects  the bullet shells hedgerow, spring 127

  • A Bard Born and Made: A #GerryMuse #TankaProse (6/8/19)

    6/8/19: Gerry Muse–why do I write? A Bard Born and Made I knew my imaginary friends were imaginary. They became my first characters. I could entertain myself for hours on end with books, fiction and nonfiction. I felt fascinated at the power of language to capture that sublime, almost inexpressible experience. The stories came early.…