Frank J. Tassone

Tag: dVerse

  • Samhain Sorrows…a #Halloween #haibun for #dVerse…

    Samhain Sorrows Why do you mock us? With your costumed attire more suitable for the bordello than for posing as one of us. While we, breaching the veil between worlds, feel again the bitter cold and ravenous hunger we knew in life. And what feast do you prepare for us, now? Children crying out, “trick…

  • A #Haibun on Kindness…dVerse’s Haibun Monday 10/30/17…

    Soraya’s Annual I receive a call from AnaMaria. A family awaits me outside 282. I head to the office suite to meet them. Only they aren’t the family I’m expecting. I swallow, open the door and seat the three of them. Soraya’s mother holds three folded letters. The last one reads “Final Notice of Summons.”…

  • #Throw-down Thursday #2: an #ErasurePoem for #dVerse Poets Pub…#haiku

    Victoria over at dVerse invites us to find poetry through the erasure of lines from a larger text. I go big with this excerpt from Basho: The glory of three generations of Fujiwara vanished in the space of a dream; the remains of the Great Gate stood two miles in the distance. Hidehira’s headquarters had…

  • #monoku Monday #2: Creak…a dVerse Poets Pub #Quadrille #Monday #haibun special

    Creak stairs under footsteps floorboards of the worn front deck the opening front door   our screams at the pale face dripping blood from red-stained fangs coming through the door   The accented “good evening” before he fills my pumpkin case   creak     feet scampering      into the night   For dVerse…

  • #Throwdown Thursday 10/19/17…my (second) latest on .@ImageCurve #haibun #poetry

    Update: It’s not you, it’s me. To err is human, to forgive, divine, right? I published this haibun last Thursday. My next post will have the current offerings. Renewed Intimacy My fingers, running gently up and down your bare back. Your gentle moan, as I rub away tension in the tightest muscles surrounding your lower…

  • Animus: a #MonokuMonday (10/16/2017) water #haibun for #dversepoets #HaibunMonday and #withrealtoads (5/31/18)

      Animus A six-person river raft bobbing up and down in the frigid Animus River. A paddle stretched out too far. One rapid, knocking me overboard. beyond white foam so many spruces Break the surface. Still holding the safety line circling the raft. My face, slapped by the river. Again. Again. Back under. Bubbles from…

  • A #RhymeRoyal poetic #haibun

    Frank Hubeny at dVerse challenges us to write a Chaucerian stanza or Rhyme Royal. This form employs a rhyme scheme of ababbcc, written in (usually) iambic pentameter metric lines (seven) in up to three stanzas. But I write haikai. What to do? Go poetic in the prose-poem, and break haiku rules and rhyme, that’s what!…

  • Reduced rations

    Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: The dverse prompt this evening is to write a poem about something in the fridge, stuck on the fridge, or lurking in the bottom of the fridge. I didn’t think there was much to say about the contents of my fridge, just food that will all be consumed before…