Tag: Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads
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Arise Again: a #tankaprose
Moonlit sea power of a changing tide shaping the surf insight born of suffering perseveres the longest I awaken to the song of surf on turf. The remains of my latest wreck surround me. I can remain prone for the sea to drown me. Or I can stand and take one step. Then…
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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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#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…
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A History (and Legacy) of Handwriting: a #haibun about script…#haiku #poetry
Second grade. I follow the exercises in the book. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Then the next set: round and round and round again, left to right on the lines across the page. All to accomplish handwriting the alphabet in script. first penmanship … watching outside our window a…
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#Freestyle Friday (1/19/18): A #haibun tree tribute…#haiku #poetry .@ImageCurve
Spring Suite, Finis: Apple Trees The apple tree in our backyard has grown back. Dad and I trimmed it way back before he died. It’s full again, leaves covering its crowning branches in a mane of green. Frankie’s step remains at the base of the trunk: a two-by-four we nailed just below the trunk…
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Light Bearing: a #Tanka Tuesday (1/16/18) #tankaprose #haibun …#poetry #haiku #dversepoets
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that” I never knew my about mother’s prejudice until I was almost thirteen. She deliberately chose to withold any comment, or display any attitude, that would influence me to adopt her biases. Others’ parents did not make such enlightened decisions. dark night “better…
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Legacy of a Last Jedi: a #haibun chronicle of Luke Skywalker #poetry #haiku #starwars
(SPOILER ALERT: If you’re one of the handful that still hasn’t seen Star Wars: The Last Jedi, be warned!) How did it all go so wrong? I was the hero of the rebellion against the empire. I was the last hope of the Jedi. But when it was time to fulfill that hope, I failed…
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#Tanka Tuesday (1/9/18): Low Winter Sun …an Ekphrastic #tankaprose…#haiku #poetry #photo
“low winter sun” by Sharnon Knight “low winter sun” a pathfinder’s way ends at home fresh snow and bare trees a welcome sight We swore we passed the same farmhouse. Weather-worn, with a silo near the barn, and perhaps a shed set back in the same, full field. Each one lay along a state road…
Frank J. Tassone 