Author: Frank J. Tassone
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#Haiku: Summer Meadow
Originally posted on Charmed Chaos: https://frankjtassone.files.wordpress.com/2020/07/dandelions-419858_1280.jpg a field of golden-summer wishes and sunshinefloating on bright air Frank J. Tassone: Hakai Challenge #148 Summer Meadow
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Beetle – Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis
#Haiku Happenings #1 (7/22/20): Peter Bouchier’s latest haiku for my current #haikai challenge! tiny black creature guarding a summer meadow as a sentinel Beetle – Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis
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Anniversary: a #Tanka-prose #ode
All the gifts of a twenty-year marriage, resting on the shores of a shared life, polished to perfection by the imperfection of an extraordinary love. Anniversary and a summer breeze blows on a searing day how this heartbreaking joy overflows again, again for Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 187 #PhotoPrompt
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My Daily #Haiku (7/21/20)
7/21/20: spiderweb evening coolstuck on a fresh spiderweba mosquito #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Balance
Originally posted on writing in north norfolk: ripening crop ripples in the breeze scent of harvest Kim M. Russell, 21st July 2020 My response to Carpe Diem Exploring the Beauty of Haiku #1828 Baransu (balance) In a new episode of this month’s theme, we are exploring the beauty of haiku with a challenge to create…
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A Washed Up Life
Originally posted on kimbladeswriting: Vain are the white waves that crash hard upon the rocks not anchored – no – nor immortal, for joy has gone washed up, worthless, empty copyrightkimblades2020
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July flowers – – haiku
Originally posted on Ontheland: July flowers . . . a gentle spray of white across the meadow . . ©️2020 Ontheland Haikai Challenge #148 – – summer meadow
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Masters Dual: an #AmericanSentence #haibun
You play a dangerous game, coming to my playground, while a red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. You are not the most or least dangerous enemy I’ve faced. You are simply the latest. Think again. Do you not see the luscious violence that consumes these streets? Arbiters of order yield…
