Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Mysterious blue indigo owl haunting my dreamssharing manna from celestial heavensperched on gilded steps of an elegantivory mansion, trimmed in gold A tall woman, dressed in pure white staring from a window on high, can it be Athenagoddess of wisdom and couragesending an important… Continue Reading “Blue Indigo Owl”
whoosh of mighty wingsGreat Horned owl in cold moon skywatching over mea sign, a message of strengthwinds of change whirling, swirling Author’s Note: On an evening walk last night, we encountered a Great Horned owl. It was an incredible experience. Frank J Tassone Hakai… Continue Reading “# Tanka: Cold Moon Sky”
Heartbeats pounding, echoing in my eartha-bump, tha-bump, tha-bump, pause, pause, pause —tha-tha-tha bump, tha-tha-bump, tha-bump ——–Mouth fills with the metallic taste of fearArms heavy, heavy, heavy, legs trembling, buckling head aching, blurry vision, mind wanderingdown dark alleys to somewhere, anywhere to escape the soundDeep… Continue Reading “Episodic Memory”
I want to gaze for eternityupon your molten copper eyes under pale moonlight. I want to hear your lion’s heart beatcalming the thump, thump, thumping of my fractured heart’s song. I want to feel the heat of your handswarming my frightened body, burning fire… Continue Reading “For Eternity”
Oh winds of change why must you blowand come roaring in like a hurricaneblowing my comfortable life to and froleft in your wake, everything’s changed And yet, the unknown is always thereor so say the stoics of centuries pastfor comfort is but an illusion… Continue Reading “Oh Winds Of Change”
“I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.”― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights In these dreams, I write in colors I’ve… Continue Reading “Breathless”
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