Silk She is


I’d like to introduce you to a poet, a bear of a man, a free-thinker, a man with a loud laugh and a gentle touch. A man with few filters, but a man of great words. Daniel E. Tanzo.

Celebrate with me the poetry…


If You Really Want to know

Poetry is the gauntlet of the human existence,
from agony to ecstasy, mundane,
profane and sacred. From Christ on the cross
to Dionysian orgiastic debauchery
with nymphs who rend his flesh,
to the cry of a newborn babe,
reaching in and attaching itself to your soul
Poetry is life squared,
brought to existence,
through an oft times inadequate medium.
So we try to connect soul to soul,
with the ink from our veins.

Copyright © Daniel E. Tanzo


Daniel is a tough, ornery son of a bitch, often called The Grizz (after the bear). He also has a softer side, that of a caring friend, a lover, a gentle soul and one who was a seeker of universal understanding.

And we all know that Daniel loves women! And they adore him.

I met Daniel online a while back when we accidentally came together with several other writers and formed “WPaD” – Writers, Poets and Deviants.  Within that group we formed a safe and positive online support group for writers. We also published several anthologies of short stories and poetry. Daniel was at the heart of all of these projects.

Over the years we (the WPaD authors) have shared, laughed, cried, laughed again, created, flirted, encouraged and laughed together. Daniel has been such a huge part of that creative party and support group of ours.


There can be only one;
it’s just the way I’m made,
I have not the guile,
nor the will, to, travel with parades.
An entourage of homage,
I need just the one, whose laughter,
is my song of blessing.
In her banter and wit,
names me Don Juan
full of shit.
There can be no other.
Other than you.
‘tis true.

Copyright © Daniel E. Tanzo


Daniel is fighting a battle with cancer. As expected, even at this late stage, he is still full of attitude and fight.

All of us at WPaD  already mourn the loss of our friend. We also celebrate his support and creativity and the beautiful words that will live on to touch more hearts and souls.

We love you Daniel and we always will.

Thank you to all of his friends who are keeping watch at the hospice – just being with him so he won’t be alone. Your time and love is appreciated by all of who can’t be there. You are angels on earth and friends of the highest order.

I also want to say a special thanks to Canadian author Mandy White for quickly compiling, designing and editing Silk She Is – all in time for Daniel (in California) to get his own copy and hold it and read it. It was a project based on love and respect for a fellow friend and author.


“Silk She is” a collection of poetry from Daniel E. Tanzo

Silk She is – An exquisite collection of poetry reflecting the mind of a most extraordinary man. At Daniel’s request all proceeds will be donated to cancer research.

I know you’ll enjoy this work and savor the words of Daniel Tanzo.


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Silk She Is

Silk She Is




Bottom of Form

Alpha to omega
been there done that
more than twice
Shape shifting shaman
who willingly paid the price
Scars at the throat
remnants of the first death match
Charnal house to bawdy house
loving whores and killing floors
It’s what I did and where I thrived

© Daniel E Tanzo


Daniel E. Tanzo

Daniel E. Tanzo

Blood for Pens

Red Ribbons of proof to a disbelieving mind
Subtleties lost to the hordes of mundane drones
whose only desire is the right car and home.

We are the werewolves,
The shape shifting shamans
Of a lost proud tribe,
Actual alchemical creators
Not merely scribes.
We existed before words
And created the gods.

Copyright © Daniel E. Tanzo


You don’t need to rub in the obvious – teens and difficult issues

With the teen years come adult issues.

They fall in love and get their hearts broken. It hurts so bad they think they’ll never recover.

They get their feelings hurt because they didn’t get the part in the play or someone says they look “________________” fill in the blank (ugly, emo, goth, ugly, stupid, fat, skinny, pimple faced, etc). Then they want to hide forever or they get so angry they want to smack someone.

And sometimes a friend is sick or mourning a loved one. That is a new experience for a lot of teens. Little kids don’t always understand but teens are expected to act like adults. But nobody tells them what that means. I don’t think that is something parents can really teach. It is such a shock to the system that we can’t always be prepared.

Then the questions comes along with bad news: Hey mom, what do I do? What do I say? 

This is what I tell my teens:

Sometimes an inspirational saying is not what someone needs.

Sometimes people just need privacy and you need to respect that.

Sometimes it is better not to solve the problems of others.

Sometimes people just need to talk. Let them talk.

They need to be listened to. I mean really listen.

They don’t need advice.

They just need your ear.

They need a hand to hold and a hug.

They need a cup of tea with honey and a smile.

Maybe those inspirational sayings you email to people and post on FB really annoy the person who has cancer or is mourning a loved one or going through other big heavy issues. Yes cancer does suck but posting on Facebook about it or sending an email won’t make the person who has it feel any better. I know at least one person who said “I’m not going to embrace this illness. I am going to fight it and not answer to it. I am not going to identify with it”. This is one person who does not want all of the noise. This is someone who wants to talk about his illness on his terms, not have it forced in his face or out into public.

Did you think that sometimes they just don’t want to think about it? Sometimes it is nice to take a break from those bad issues. Sometimes it is nice to just laugh or hear about silly things about what your cat did, rather than listen to you blurt out about something bad. Those inspirational sayings and well meaning advice just make it hurt even more.

Some people cope with problems by giving their challenges a public face – but not everyone is like that.

I don’t know all the answers, but I’m just sharing what works for me and for my family.