Frank J. Tassone

Tag: poetry

  • Stealing Fresh Fire: A #TankaProse

    I can hear Nirvana playing in my head again. Even though the converted bathroom my Special Education Department calls an office is filled, I unleash the melody of my earworm. Soon the tell-tale lyrical opening plays in their heads: Come, as you are, as you were as I want you to be As a friend,…

  • “Cold rain…” a #tanka (4/5/19)

    4/5/19: refreshed cold rain as I wait to feel refreshed by a cold beverage Friday evening traffic my only other comfort #tanka #micropoetry #poetry

  • #Haiku Happenings #1 (4/5/19)

    4/5/19: each other morning dew — how a fox and rabbit need each other #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 5/30

  • Buson

    late cherry blossom Another Mother’s Day will come without you How would Buson have rendered County Cavan, Ireland? #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 4/30 WD April PAD 4/30

  • My Daily#Haiku (4/4/19)

    4/4/19: dog days first bloom — dog days of summer so far off #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 4/30

  • An Eagle Ascending

    My mother and father conceived me while they spiralled together toward the earth. I fought my way out of the hard shell of my egg during my hatching, after an incubation in which they took turns warming me. I fed on scraps of fish snatched from the Hudson–or an osprey’s nest. My plumage grew. Soon,…

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/3/19)

    4/3/19: child abuse wind chime — the cases ACS won’t investigate #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 3/30

  • Ambivalence at the Dual Meet: a solo #Renga

    chilling wind a blue sky consumed by storm clouds an utter betrayal of the Equinox last sunlight eclipsed by a torrent of storm clouds we huddle together to share our last fading warmth a tease of rain remnants of a winter refusing to die A frigid deluge gathers to drown our last hopes of warmth…