
Do not donut
Oh, do not donut. /
Sprinkles or plain entice me. /
Homemade make it home.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photooftheday #poemoftheday #food #donut #homemade #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #thursday #2021

Do not donut
Oh, do not donut. /
Sprinkles or plain entice me. /
Homemade make it home.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photooftheday #poemoftheday #food #donut #homemade #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #thursday #2021

Tall tale
The gravedigger says, /
As his needling wife’s unearthed, /
“It’s all a big yarn.”
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#poem #haiku #davidebooker #poet #writer #writing #may #monday #2019 #pun #wife #gravedigger #humor #unearthed #skeleton #needles
Filed under 2019, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker

Fall apart
Stand up; fall apart. /
Brain pops out, as does the heart. /
Night comes; we restart.
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#poem #haiku #davidebooker #poetry #apart #night #writer #writing #heart #brain #may #sunday #2019 #standup #restart
Filed under 2019, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker

Iris smiles
Small field of Spring blooms /
Purple-yellow Iris smiles /
Catch afternoon dreams.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #iris #smile #field #spring #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #may #tuesday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Exploring
Exploring Mars now /
requires Perseverance and /
Ingenuity.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #mars #perseverance #ingenuity #exploring #poemoftheday #photooftheday #davidebooker #may #monday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, NASA, Poetry by David E. Booker

Headline
Happy Mother’s Day! /
Early Detection Saves Lives. /
My mother’s or mine?
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#haiku #poem #poetry #newspaper #headline #poor_placement #satire #mothersday #davidebooker
#may #sunday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Yearning
Earth’s Moon hanging high /
bright light in the cold night sky /
we, in yearning, try.
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#moon #haiku #poem #poetry #yearning #friday #may #2020 #davidebooker #nightphotography
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, Poetry by David E. Booker

I don’t know who is showing the most hip, but I can guess who is being the most cheeky in this photo.
Is this a drunken, African version of the Running of the Bulls? The Hightailing Away from the Hippopotamus? Or would that be Hippopotami?
Oh my
the hippopotami
have come to try
and drive me away.
I undressed
to my birthday best
to take my rest
on a hot day.
I did not know
it was no place to go
that I could not show
my full display.
I have caused unrest
put nature to the test
because I undressed
and tried to stay.
One big old brute
did not like my birthday suit
so I gave him the salute
and he huffed my way.
With no pants
I had little chance
to make a stance
or have my say.
I now must leave
but please don’t grieve
and don’t yet believe
I am human filet.
Filed under 2021, photo, Photo Finish Friday, Poetry by David E. Booker

Hope for the creek
The Hail Mary here /
Is neither pass nor prayer /
But hope for the creek.
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