Only when the paint wets every canvas space I dare to perceive In a God-given glimps when the last breath stills canvas space consumed I hold this perception tightly to my chest They find a way, always to pry me loose from treasures ordinary lives belong in these […]
Hope you enjoyed celebrating our (sort of) Spring. Congratulations to the last challenge’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Ruth Partridge2. Ruth Partridge3. Ruth Partridge4. Li/Lisa Fox of W MI, USA 5. Dave Madden6. Eugenia7. nrk8. lynn__ 9. Jules10. Goutam Dutta11. Colleen Chesebro12. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr Powered by… […]
Do you dare make sense of it? The trembled voices of terrified women cry out the impossible. Everybody knows dead is dead; no one returns. It is a fact as immutable as the blue sky above and the ground below! But what do you make of an empty […]
4/3/21: unprompted empty bottle Billy, does she really cry more? #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #napowrimo2021 #glopowrimo2021
3/28/21: guerilla gardener fresh bags of seedthis guerilla gardenerI married #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 