I have written a haibun on the prompt. The grassy patch was a nondescript part of the wild green that dotted the landscape. If you would pass by,you would hardly give it a second look. But if you would give it a careful perusal,you will find a hidden artist working his magic on Nature's canvas.… Continue reading Thursday photo prompt: Tokens #writephoto
Time stood still, Frozen in the tall,stony edifice, That stood as a vanguard, Overlooking the sun baked roofs, Cloistered in a verdant lush, Pristine, Untainted by Time's bounty. An idyllic haven, A tranquil oasis, Its celestial serenity, Radiating and reflecting, Shining in the cerulean expanse. My soul, A lonely Island in the vast diaspora, Looks… Continue reading Thursday photo prompt: Fantasy #writephoto
Nature's blitzkrieg, An idyllic oasis, A piece of heaven, A utopia on my strife torn planet! Rolling meadows, Wisps of lush green grass, Waltz gently as the winds sweep. The infinite horizon, A tranquil panorama, Pristine and untouched. Cloistered by the blue canopy, The marauding hands, The avaricious souls, They could not defile, The divine… Continue reading Thursday photo prompt: Vista #writephoto
"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
Light, Vibrant, Spreading love, Now cloistered deep And Melancholic, It Fluttered in fury, Darting at the grey cover, Slipping through tiny crevices, The icicles now with a dull sheen A Suffusion of warmth so radiant. Leaving a fiery trail on dreary grey, The errant ray full of lively spright, A cavalcade of surging hope, Flaunting… Continue reading Hope(A double etheree)
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
A shiny gift of surreptitious love, Anonymously sent a dark day, A catchy, meticulous bow, Tying up all the loose ends, Sericeous and vibrant, The starry facade, Sheathing bounties, Sent unknown, Spreading, Love.
A song, Euphonious, Lilting,stirring,blending, Spreading tranquility unfeigned, A bliss.
Soulful melody through whispering trees, Luscious notes reverberating through, Infusing into my deep core, Redolent with love unbound, Seeping into cold veins, An ambrosial rythm, Full of sweet love Icicles, Melted, A Bliss, Deep.
"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