Tag: tanka
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“empty room…” a #tanka (12/20/23)
12/20/23: room empty room with a view of a nighttime skyline how much longer until he comes home? #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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“Waning Moonlight…” a #tanka (12/8/23)
Waning moonlight whining horn sonatas all that jazz you holding my hand your thumb rubbing mine
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“morning light…” a #tanka (11/29/23)
11/29/23: percolate morning light waiting for the coffee to percolate another day and dollar to earn and spend #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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Water Psalm
Flow is my nature. I am uncontained. I am contained by legions. But my essence is gift, and from my self-donation life follows. Can you endure long without my self-gifting? Three days? Five? The Bedouins understand how precious I am. They value me beyond gold, and for good reason. True, my giving can come in…
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“trembling leaves…” a #tanka (11/23/23)
11/23/23: home trembling leaves outside our new home this Thanksgiving gratitude for sharing this life with you #tanka#micropoetry#poetry#happythanksgiving2023
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“something different…” a #tanka (11/22/23)
11/22/23: different Something different even in November fall foliage how my fingers caress your cheek in the cold #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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“you scribble…” a #tanka (11/20/23)
11/20/23: scribble you scribble a note of love passing it on a wisp of the north wind blowing between us #tanka#micropoetry#poetry
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To Life: “the Rescue”
I ache from the blaster volley. The Beskar held. More importantly, the kid is alright. We watch the figure in black together. He slices through dark trooper after dark trooper with a cold precision I’ve never seen. His emerald laser sword deflects blaster bolts with ease, and cuts through armor like it’s not even there.…
Frank J. Tassone 