Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 184, #SpecificForm

"It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form. This week’s form is: Haibun" © 2020 Frank J. Tassone Solace I stood alone on the rocky cliff and looked down on the valley below. It… Continue reading Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 184, #SpecificForm

A Haze

A dark haze, Clouds of vicious smoke, Spiralling, Waltzing to an ominous tango, Clawing its fangs deep down, Scavenging into a tormented soul. The mystic soul, Lost, Bewildered, Hurt, It wails. Seeking solace, Searching for a beacon bright, That would lighten up , Those dreary paths. Fallen into a dark abyss, It trudges along wearily,… Continue reading A Haze

The circle of life- (a Haibun)

The rolling verdant expanses offer an infinite panorama of life. The valley is lush with dancing blossoms. They are imbued with warm colours of Mother Nature. Tall pines soar high majestically paying an obeisance to the blue skies. The denizens of the blue canopy above traverse down to lend their colours to the world below.… Continue reading The circle of life- (a Haibun)

An ode to spring-3(a cinquain)

A song, Euphonious, Lilting,stirring,blending, Spreading tranquility unfeigned, A bliss.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 4/2020

"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “deep.” Use it any way you’d like." There is beauty in your imperfections, The things that are most true, Are filled with flaws. Deep in the recesses, The good lies hidden. You stumble on your sentences, Forget the words that you need, But pay no heed.… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 4/2020

Shadows

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time. Lives that you have brushed up against, Now live with an imprint of you, Firmly trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory not. You leave the steps in the sands of time, And you come… Continue reading Shadows

Where

As the cannons roared, Balls of fire, Streaking the dark skies, Tainting my soil red. I wonder, Where the love went? I yearn for those days, When vernal bloom, Thawed the icy facades. When warmth seeped, Infusing life into cloistered cages. A playful gambol, A fragrant melody, It reverberated the land. And now! An eerie… Continue reading Where

Cobbled Clutter

Full of adamant edifices, They never let us go! We fall, We rise, Only to fall again. Traversing rough terrains, Clanging on the cobbled clutter, Life goes on.

Life- story

A life, A story, You write some , Erase some. You wish to draw some, But gusts of stormy tempest, It blows the grains away. You look on. And you still draw, Small lines, Broken lines, Anonymous, Indistinct. Someday, Those lines would merge, An amalgam of all the broken ones, And a masterpiece borne. For… Continue reading Life- story