Tag: dVerse
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A Drinking Medley: a found #poem of #haibun surveying the fine art of imbibing…#haiku #poetry
“Thank God the Tiki Bar is open…” -Randy Newman Paul, tending bar at dVerse tonight, asks us for poetry about drinking–full creative liscense given. But I am a simple man, with simple needs. And at least one of…
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Gray on Gray: an .@ImageCurve #haibun… #haiku #poetry
Calcified gray dust rests on the screen of the bathroom window. Staining the sight of turned, sagging leaves under a gray sky. Leaves that wait for the next deluge or tempest. third day of rain a recently mowed lawn overgrown more by FRANK J. TASSONE photograph by Tim Mossholder first published on Image…
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Kenosis: A #tankaprose of Love…#haiku #tanka #haibun #poetry
A #tankaprose of love for #ValentinsDay! #haibun #haiku #tanka #poetry
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Murmer of a brook: a #quadrille #haibun…#haiku #poetry
Photo by Marc Wieland on Unsplash Your murmer carries on a whisper of a breeze. I stop to listen, and breathe. Flow. Yield, and be strong. If I could only do what you say. rainswelled brook … the rocks upon which I again get caught for dVerse Quadrille Monday #50, DeJackson hosting. …
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#Throwdown Thursday (2/8/18): my latest #haibun #poetry on .@ImageCurve
Weekend-feeling Weekday Sharon Van Etten’s Taking Chances croons in my earbuds. Late afternoon heat breaks, and a pale-blue sky remains at sunset. Some cardinal flies from branch to branch, as the hoot of an early-rising owl sounds. More songs play, while twilight descends, and our nightlight turns on. Last birdsongs. My hand slaps my leg…
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The Old Neighborhood: A #haibun…#haiku #poetry
(courtesy of the New York Times, October 2, 2016) The Sleepy Hollow, New York neighborhood of Webber Park lies between a bend in Route 9 and the historical Sleepy Hollow Cemetary and Old Dutch Church. It’s across the State road from the equally historical Phillipsburg Manor. Multi-family homes on small lots flank the warren…
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A Whisper in the Wind: a #ghazal #renga soliloquy for #dversepoets
Photo by Dino Reichmuth on Unsplash As the clouds gather… only a whisper in the wind As the first rains fall… only a whisper in the wind an unseen sunset… a return to an empty house not a soul in sight…only a whisper in the wind only one more cough… a memory of company not…
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#Tanka Tuesday (1/30/18): Looking Glass Lives–a #tankaprose…#haiku #haibun #poetry
Photo by Mike Wilson on Unsplash rippling pond a long search in vain for the ties that bind How much longer will you stare for the answer that won’t come? More gray than I’d like to admit. Growing crow’s feet. Lines under my blue eyes I don’t see in myself. A sorrow in those eyes, along…
Frank J. Tassone 