December 13, 2022 · 9:20 pm

Recipe
Johnny Mathis sings, /
“Blue Christmas.” In the oven, /
your cranberry bread. /
I follow your recipe /
and breath the rich scent of you.
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#poem #poetry #tanka #waka #oven #cranberry #bread #recipe #johnny-mathis #scent #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #tuesday #121322 #2022
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December 12, 2022 · 1:58 pm

Hello, Customer Service
“Customer Service.”
“I need to return a savior.”
“Store credit or cash?”
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poem
#senryu #writing #writer #davidebooker #customerservice #savior #cash #store #december #wednesday #2019 #return #122119
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December 12, 2022 · 3:51 am
The plan
There once was a writer who wrote Santa. /
He asked for a book marketing plan to /
Put his novel on top /
And not be a flop. /
Now, he only has to write another 80 grand-ah.
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December 11, 2022 · 9:00 pm

Luggage
Luggage, laundry, shells. /
We all leave something behind. /
Loves, lies, stories.
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#loves #lies #stories #luggage #laundry #shells #behind #photo #poem #poetry #senryu #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #sunday #121122 #2022
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December 10, 2022 · 10:19 pm

Bare
Bare trees captured /
by the shallow reflection /
where lost leaves float free.
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#leaves #reflection #shallow #bare #trees #lost #float #capture #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #saturday #121022 #2022
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December 9, 2022 · 10:22 pm

Green senility
Old-man-in-the-spring, /
autumn is not your season. /
Green senility.
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#senility #autumn #spring #green #old-man-in-the-
spring #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #friday #120922 #2022
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December 9, 2022 · 6:31 pm

Impressions
All we leave behind: /
Impressions for those who care /
And dirt for others.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #davidebooker #monday #oldnorthknoxville #december #2019 #impression #leaf #behind #dirt #leave #120919
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December 9, 2022 · 5:06 am

Promises
Snow and roses /
dust of white on faded red /
promises touching.
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#120917 #promises #snow #roses #touching #photo # poem #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december
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