Frank J. Tassone

Category: haikai

  • These Mom Revolutions

    Hungry mothers marched toward the Russian captial in Petrograd. They demanded bread, provisions for their sons fighting on the Eastern Front in WWI. Cossocks and local police attempted to turn them back. Some officer ordered young, inexperienced, and under equipped soldiers to fire into the crowd. But when they looked down their rifles’ gunsights, they…

  • “swaying branches…” a #tanka (7/22/20)

    7/22/20: prompt-free swaying branches as cicada songs commence all these summer goals undone and half the break is over #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (7/22/20)

    7/22/20: wisdom browning grass —a prayer for “the wisdomto know the difference…” #haiku#micropoetry#poetry

  • 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

  • My Daily #Haiku (7/21/20)

    7/21/20: spiderweb evening coolstuck on a fresh spiderweba mosquito #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • 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…

  • “rising sun…” a #tanka (7/20/20)

    7/20/20: Lotus light rising sun the first rays caught in the lotus If only I opened up to enlightenment #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • My Daily #Haiku (7/20/20)

    7/20/20: birdsong rising heatmorning birdsongs yieldto cicadas #haiku #micropoetry #poetry