Frank J. Tassone

Tag: haiku

  • “the warmth…” a #tanka (9/29/23)

    “the warmth…” a #tanka (9/29/23)

    9/29/23: unprompted the warmth of her skin rainfall previous plans washed away #tanka#micropoetry#poetry

  • #Haiku (9/29/23)

    #Haiku (9/29/23)

    9/29/23: running away cold rain running away from it all #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • A Novel Viewpoint

    A Novel Viewpoint

    Billy Collins says that a poet’s job is to look out a window and write what one see’s. As I sit in the sun room of our new second-floor apartment, I appreciate his insight. The closest window overlooks the unique houses across the street. It offers a view of the towering oaks behind them. It…

  • #Haiku (9/28/23)

    #Haiku (9/28/23)

    9/27/23: alarm Autumn chill awaiting the next pulled fire alarm #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • This Ebb and Flow

    This Ebb and Flow

    The day began with dizziness. The day ends with aches. Such is the state of affairs after fifty, after a routine vaccine during an annual physical. The night commences with soreness. What will the night end with, other than exhaution. Such is the aftermath post-day after the shot. As day turns to night, what comes,…

  • “Autumn…” a #tanka (9/27/23)

    “Autumn…” a #tanka (9/27/23)

    9/27/23: fall Autumn an inopportune time for a fall what the shingles vaccine giveth and taketh away #tanka#micropoetry#poetry

  • #Haiku (9/27/23)

    #Haiku (9/27/23)

    9/27/23: crossroads sunset at the crossroads another deal #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • Bridging

    Bridging

    She lifts her torch to me. I do not return the favor. I’m too busy, stretching across the Bay. Bearing the Golden Gate from which they named me. Offering a way in, a way out, a way across. A way through. There is always a way. choppy water as the micro climate ends the moon…