By John M, CC BY-SA 2.0, Link You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.’ —W.B. Yeats A Blood Rose Victory The stars fall as the last light […]
beautiful balloons lovers odor all over the comfy front seat What wild flight of fancy do we overlook each day? for DVerse Poets Pub–Poetics. Hosted tonight by Lillian. For Colleen’s Weekly Tuesday #Poetry Challenge For Kiwinana’s Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge–week 71
A Visit to the Owl What must have gone through poor Mrs. Brisbee’s mind? A mouse, venturing into the lair of an owl so close to dark. Nothing short of a desperate mother’s love for her sick son could so drive her to face such horror […]
windswept lake morning light shimmers toward shore what remedy better salves my soul, wind and water, than you? For dVerse MTB–Odes
Meltdown I’m administering a Level I Vocational Assessment to Ana, when Julian bursts into the room, He throws something that misses Myru and hits the metal cabinet housing our class’ books and folders. He drops into a worn desk. His fists repeatedly pound the surface, before […]
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 