Tag: poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (10/11/18)
10/11/18: howl hunter’s moon so many years since Ginsberg’s “Howl” #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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An Owlic Meditation on My Name: a #TankaTuesday (on a Wednesday) #TankaProse (10/10/18)
sunset last squeak of a mouse snatched by an owl Yes, my name means freedom, and truthful. Truly, a name fit for the gospel, for does not Jesus say, “Know the truth, and the truth will set you free…”? But Frank is not my only name. I once had another. And…
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My Daily #Haiku (10/10/18)
10/10/18: woosh scattered leaves … another woosh from the wind #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Haunted Wandering: A #TankaTuesday #TankaProse (10/9/18)
The spindly branches of naked oaks become grasping, withered hands in the waning light. An engulfing fog obscures the peering eyes of curious nocturnals. The single light of the A-frame, jutting out of the fog and trees, offers the only refuge. And not an inviting one. Try to ignore every horror…
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My Daily #Haiku (10/9/18)
10/9/18: crunch accident the crunch of boots on shattered glass #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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The definition of Yuk: a #renga #quadrille
horseback perils manure in the making in line of sight the downside of riding in line and trailside snacking on the way step by step the definition of yuk on the soiled ground the wretched stink that stays long after the last ride ends for dVerse Quadrille #66…
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My Daily #Haiku (10/8/18)
10/8/18: eek overnight lunch a colleague’s “eek” upon seeing a cockroach #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry
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Just Fish: a #writephoto #haibun
Another jerk of the fishing rod. Another long cast beyond the rocks to the deeper water in the bay. Perhaps there will be another catch. Perhaps not. It doesn’t matter. The time in solitude, with not another soul in sight, matters. The opportunity to slow the rush of life responsibilities to a hault…
Frank J. Tassone 