Blossoming Terrors

by Frank J. Tassone · 11th February 2016

Haibun

The Japanese Maple grew in the center of 52 Holland’s front yard. Its long branches stretch to the sky like a petitioning priest. Its maroon foliage crowns the tree like a lion’s mane. It beautifully fills my bedroom’s picture window by day.

But by night, illuminated by a streetlamp, the tree transforms into a trio of gangsters. Who reach for me through that same window.

new moon night
a streetlight silhouette
crossing my bed

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Frank J. Tassone

I fell in love with writing ever since I wrote my first short story at the age of 12 and my first poem in high school. My free-verse has appeared in the literary e-zine Pif. My haibun has been published in Cattails, Haibun Today, Contemporary Haibun Online (CHO) and Contemporary Haibun, CHO's annual print anthology. I am honored to be a part of the Image Curve community as a contributing poet.