
Flames of green
Flames of green, come Spring /
Buds erupt: wild, jaunty things. /
Leaves no more unseen.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #leaves #green #spring #unseen #flames #erupt #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #march #sunday #2021

Flames of green
Flames of green, come Spring /
Buds erupt: wild, jaunty things. /
Leaves no more unseen.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #leaves #green #spring #unseen #flames #erupt #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #march #sunday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Hanging around
Cold hanging around /
cleaving its final moments /
to buds come too soon.
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Filed under 2018, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker