Month: September 2020
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Catching time
Originally posted on Haiku out of Africa: cupping in our hands ~ these mercurial moments ~ that flow like water —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
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#Publication Alert: “Arid Hope” appears in the latest Drifting Sands Haibun!
I’m happy to announce that my tanka-prose “Arid Hope” appears in the latest edition of Drifting Sands Haibun! Arid Hope An endless drought. The reservoir continues to dry out. Wheat and barley fields, once so full of promise, have whilted for want of water. Like everything else. We watch the medicine woman stirring her pot…
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My Daily #Haiku (9/4/20)
9/4/20: pumkin spice returning heat…back on Starbuck’s menupumkin spice #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Anger Them – a poem
Originally posted on ronovanwrites: Anger your closed friends So eyes are opened to see, speak your heart fully. ? Speak your heart fully! Drive truth through their tampered minds, for the time is near! ? For the time is near, and we are to destine the world with one fingertip. ? With one fingertip? Without…
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Suns
Originally posted on Magical Mystical Teacher: Delicate shadows brush two marigolds in the Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona. ? Melancholy day— marigolds, these shining suns, melt my icy heart. ? Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher ? ? More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
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nature walk
Originally posted on a meditative journey : along this walk is none but I this autumn eve ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?~Basho* *cited in: The Moon in the Pines Trans: Jonathan Clements initially posted on September 20, 2013
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“blue jay call…” a #tanka (9/3/20)
9/3/20: prompt-free blue jay callas other songbirdstake flight“You must faceDarth Vader again!” #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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Haiku: Look and ‘See’
#Haiku Happenings #6: Al Gallia’s latest #haibun! UPDATED: for my former #Haikai Challenge! Searching for Serendipity My wife, Bobbie, and I love the mundane or ‘garden variety’ beauty of mother nature, such as the wildflowers, small creatures, shadows and nuances of colors and textures that the casual observer fails to notice. Even the subtle changes…
Frank J. Tassone 