Tag: dVerse
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Mowing and Remembrance…a #haibun for #dversepoets
The old Yard Machine awaits. Dried out grass fills every groove in its tires. The hood, which snapped off its hinges snagging a low-hanging branch, loosely rests over the motor. One of its blades must surely have bent by now. As I muster the will to use it, I imagine Dad riding it once more.…
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A Culinary Marvel: An excerpt from Smuggler’s Notch Travelogue, Part III…#haibun #haiku #poetry #dversepoets
(yelp.com) Peeling red paint on weather-worn siding of a glorified barn—not an auspicious first impression! We wait to be seated. The décor is both trendy and quaint: Dim light, dark paneling, streamers with various-colored lights, Sombreros on one wall. Seated at last, we order. My enchilada is as good as any I had at home.…
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Crunch…a #quadrille #haibun for .@dversePoets
Crunch (By jeffreyw (Mmm… chiliUploaded by Fæ) [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons) The crunch-crunch-crunch of corn tortilla chips mixed with her homemade chili. So different from the crunch-time I flopped when my supervisor walked into my classroom. The crunch-crunch-crunch of another bite. Washed down with fresh Burgundy! fallen leaves crunching under…
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#ThrowdownThursday 11/30/17…my latest on .@ImageCurve: Scattered So Early #Haibun #haiku #poetry
Scattered So Early BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 30TH NOVEMBER 2017 A body in full rebellion Stomach cramps nausea vertigo A mind in disarray Swirling thoughts Songs Mania rising, falling Winds in full swirl Chime singing, Newly budding maples swaying A clock that ticks mercilessly on morning sky indifference to suffering or relief…
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A #haibun about #change for #dVerse…#poetry #haiku
Last Laugh Sitting on a rock, cross-legged, I pretend to meditate. My eyes half-closed, hands on my knees fingers up, I keep repeating “ommm.” Even when he’s so far up the trail, I see that scowl of confusion I live for. Years later, when he’s only an old photograph and another Facebook name, I still…
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A Poet’s Plans…#haibun #haiku #poetry #dVerse
Over at dVerse, Toni sings her swan song as a bartender, and she asks us to consider our plans for tonight’s Haibun Monday. While she will remain a patron of dVerse, she departs as a staff member, so she can pursue her writing and education goals. Best of luck to you, Toni! A Poet’s Plans…
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#FreestyleFriday 11/24/17…on “My Favorite Things”…#haibun #haiku #poetry
Fluidity on “My Favorite Things” First bars: da-da da, da da da: piano play. Steamer on an expresso machine superheats a caramel macchiato in the making. Or a cork on a bottle of California Burgundy pops open. Jazz-rhythm drums, catching the downbeat and bridging the intro, until the soul-satisfying melody line of John Coltrane’s saxophone…
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Transforming Encounters: a #haibun through other eyes #haiku #poetry
A roar. My rear legs step back. But I’m half out of the brush. Curious. What approaches? A man. Seated on what makes the thunder. An “ATV,” I’ve heard humans say. Our eyes meet. I half-step back. He stares, but he comes no closer. I almost smile. Can he possibly know how…
Frank J. Tassone 