Reflection
Do we fret and strut /
Our hour upon the stage then /
Leave unreflected?
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Category Archives: 2019
“Reflection”
Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“If I should meet”
If I should meet
If this author I should meet
In a bookstore or on the street
Will she autograph my books
Or give me ugly, sullen looks?
Will she shoo her hand and say,
“Old man just go away.”
Or will she take her pen in hand
And send me to the Promised Land?
Driving pen down into my heart
And ending life with a sudden start?
Or will she stop and graciously offer
To personalize the books I proffer?
Thanking me for supporting her
Though these works may be obscure?
If this author I should meet
On a bench or restaurant seat
Sadly, I’ll not have her books with me.
What a disappointment that will be.
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Filed under 2019, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Rhymes with orange”
On Triskaidekaphobia Day, remembering when we were very unlucky.
Rhymes with orange
He bickers and whines. /
One is eight or nine. /
One wears a red tie.
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“Tall tale”
Tall tale
The gravedigger says, /
As his needling wife’s unearthed, /
“It’s all a big yarn.”
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Filed under 2019, haiku, humor, humor and haiku, photo, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Fall apart”
Fall apart
Stand up; fall apart. /
Brain pops out, as does the heart. /
Night comes; we restart.
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“The park”
The Park
Spring strolls through the park. /
Shaking green from her sleeves and /
Color from her eyes.
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“Breeze”
Breeze
Life for all its faults /
Hangs like a Spring water drop — /
Waits for a freeing breeze.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Arise”
Arise
Arise hidden life. /
Beauty begotten by time. /
Spring forth in wonder.
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“Party”
Party
The party is dull. /
The dog knows whom she wants. /
My date acts catty.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo – Glass sun
Glass sun
The molten glass sun /
Oozes fire along day’s edge. /
Cooling into night.
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