Tag: poetry
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Mountain Meditation: a #tankaprose
Sit. Gaze upon me. Learn. I bear the storms that weather me blunt. I endure the searing sun the scours my surface clean. I stand. Strength in stillness: this you learn from me. Stop your petulant, random motion, so like a storm-tossed sea. Stand in your stillness. Feel your root. Then you’ll not sway at…
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My Daily #Haiku (6/22/19)
6/22/19: plan today’s lawn mowing … “best laid plans of mice and men sometimes go awry.” #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry
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Adieu, ye Midsummer’s Day! (a #haibun)
Daylight yields to darkness in the twilight. It’s nine o’clock in “New York’s backyard,” but still some light remains. Even if it dwindles. The first–and longest–day of summer thus makes way for the first–and shortest–night of this season. Already the temperature drops, as though Autumn can’t wait to upstage the sunny season to come. as…
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Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 8, August 1, 2014, part II (my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun)
I watch Mira exit the Pipe Slide at the North Hill Aquatic Center. She flounders in the exit pool, her arms and legs thrashing as her head bobs up and down. My heart skips a beat when a lifeguard stands up, but she recovers. After I slide down, she tells me, “It happens so fast.…
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“summer solstice…” a #tanka (6/21/19)
6/21/19: prompt-free summer solstice and the sun breaches the rain clouds liberation, a drive home, the last project in my wake #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (6/21/19)
6/21/19: pebble solstice prick of a pebble in my shoe #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A Traveler’s Wisdom: a #quatrain #haibun
twilight above the horizon strawberry moon I come bearing counsel. Will you hear it? Aye, I’m a traveler, a stranger to you, and a woman, besides. No matter. You can have confidence in what I will tell you. Will you listen? aflight across the leagues, I see happenings near and far to guide your steps…
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“slouching toward solstice…” a #tanka (6/20/19)
6/20/19: prompt-free slouching toward solstice with the promise of summer and vacation after a break in the rain birdsongs and a passing jet #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
Frank J. Tassone 