Frank J. Tassone

Tag: #writephoto

  • One Step: a #writephoto #tankaprose

    It’s a space I could call home. A manucured lawn, a tended landscape, slate pavers laid in a welcoming walkway. All I need to do is step through this open door. But the surrounding darkness ensnares me. A paralyzing anxiety consumes me. Would that I let this tantalizing fear go and take… Just one more…

  • Clay Rooted: a #writephoto #haibun

    Princes and Kings call themselves “orphans, widowers, beggars,” to get themselves rooted in the dirt” Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching: A Book about the Way and the Power of the Way, Ursula K Le Guin, pg. 164 We were so dug in, we thought. Look how our shared experience intertwined us. How the gallows humor…

  • Going Our Way

    O! that you were your self; but, love you areNo longer yours, than you your self here live: moonlight rippling on a pond the way we go I ceased to be myself when I loved you. I become someone more, as did you. Together, let our intertwined hands hold fast as long as they can!…

  • Abecedarian Advise: a #TankaProse

    Autumnal clouds bare entertwining branches corral the sun distant Danann laughter echoing in the wind Forget the rules. Go where the wind whispers. Hold in your heart the sublimnity. Intuition trumps reason at times like these. Just because you can’t explain doesn’t detract from its authenticity. Kindness is a difficult choice. License is even harder.…

  • Devil’s Deal Magic: a #writephoto #TankaProse

    Does your life mean so little to you? Would you truly surrender it for fortune and fame? Go down to the crossroads, then. Look back on the road from which you’ve come. Look ahead to the path before you. Glance right and left. Then straight ahead, once more. The verdant field, the copse of trees,…

  • After the Fall: a #writephoto #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019

    If I could guide the hand of kings after the fall. But the light reached it’s Apex at the height of Arthur’s reign. And it fell to its nadir at Camlann. If I could guide hearts of queens after the fall. But my counsel remains unspoken as I continue my crystal slumber. So the Virgin…

  • Enlightenment: a #writephoto #haibun

    Get up. Step out from the shadows. Did I pierce the veil to address an undergrowth bathed in shade? Come, and bear witness to the light! You thought you were abandoned, left “alone and naked in the wilderness.” You shuddered to think as the darkness crept in. You stole glimpses of declining daylight from the…

  • Summons Sublime: a #writephoto #haibun

    “And the forests will echo with laughter…” –Led Zepplin, Stairway to Heaven Listen to the faintest of whispers within. Feel the sense of deja vu. Come closer. Closer. This is it. The road less travelled has lead here. The culmination of the decision that “made all the difference” is at hand. Experience it to the…