Category: Poetry

#Haibun: More Time

Since June of last year, my life has been a revolving door of doctor visits, tests, and surgeries. Being diagnosed with breast cancer in the middle of a pandemic was not on my list of ‘fun things to do in 2020.’ But, I found… Continue Reading “#Haibun: More Time”

A Chance In-Sight

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” ― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing Those in-between moments of time slipping, sliding in-out of shadowy light gone forever from fragile sightfading in-to foggy hazean in-finite gliding awayreality in-flux with fantasyvivid fluidity in-memoryticking, ticking off… Continue Reading “A Chance In-Sight”

Twilight Descends, 2021

Vivid day’s end as lavender twilight descendsGentle breezes whisper with mockingbird’s trillsWhile an orange tangerine sun sinks and transcendsBrisk evening air tumbles, bringing cold chills Gentle breezes whisper with mockingbird’s trillsSinging with a broken heart of melancholic loveBrisk evening air tumbles, bringing cold chillsAs… Continue Reading “Twilight Descends, 2021”

A Simple Feast

Life is now forever changed, rearranged into a futuristic world of outer maskswhere the warmth of a smile never showsother than in our wary eyes I’ve forgotten what it is like to sit wiling away hours in a French cafe Sipping on a glass of luscious red… Continue Reading “A Simple Feast”

#Haiku: Cold Moon 2020

cold pearled moon rising-gleaming in black winged crow skypinpricks of bright light Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge No. 171- Cold Moon/New Year’s Eve/ New Year’s Day

Wishes For Tomorrow

“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”  ― Eleanor Roosevelt I’ll not go rushing out into the world and saylook at me- I am alive! I survived!Rather, I’ll stay in my peaceful abode,brew a pot of herbal tea and… Continue Reading “Wishes For Tomorrow”

Twilight’s Soft Fade

“I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”  ― Charles Dickens Deep in a snowy forest glenfurry red pups scamper and playin waning light of Christmas daybefore they’re called home to their den. Perched on a limb a… Continue Reading “Twilight’s Soft Fade”

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