
The day
Dusk betrays the day, /
turns light into sour moments /
left cold for the stars.
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#dusk #stars #cold #day #light #moments #haiku #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #saturday #2021 #121821

The day
Dusk betrays the day, /
turns light into sour moments /
left cold for the stars.
.
.
#dusk #stars #cold #day #light #moments #haiku #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #saturday #2021 #121821

The stack
Book pile grows higher. /
Tree of knowledge overflows /
Into empty rooms.
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.
#haiku #poem #poetry #book #pile #room #house #121821 #tree #knowledge #december #friday #davidebooker #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Silly Saturday