Night visitor
Ancient face abounds;
Deep into the night it shines.
See in darkness home.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Drink
Drink among the leaves. /
Abandoned upon the ground. /
Promise left undone.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Legacy
Clouds and shadows painted /
With tints of winter sunlight. /
Bare limbs full of gray.
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Colors
Gray is a color /
Painting clouds and earth in light /
Filtered in unknowns.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
A sip
Some cats sip at bowl.
Some cats are on hot tin roof.
Reflecting on thirst.
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The birds
Birds descend to seeds /
Hanging in the winter air. /
Late sun shows mercy.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Once again
Cold day for treatment. /
Chemotherapy’s embrace /
In both weather and bones.
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Almost
Spring is almost there /
Budding slightly beyond sight /
And Winter’s dark cane.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
• An Oxford comma walks into a bar, where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.
• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.
• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.
• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.
• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”
Filed under 2020, Monday morning writing joke
All is calm, all is bright. /
Tree is up and full of light. /
Blinded my neighbor across the street. /
His retinas are fried like old, dried meat. /
Santa, come and visit me soon. /
This tree’s so bright, it’s an envy of the moon. /
I’ve been good, the best I’ve been yet. /
I only have one or two things I regret. /
The body in the basement, well that doesn’t count. /
She ticked me off with her bouncy flounce. /
And that man in the meat locker, he was frigid to me. /
Said I had COVID. Now how can that be? /
No, Santa, I have been very very good. /
My tree is bright. My wants be as they should. /
All is calm, all is bright /
Unless you pass me by on this special night.
Filed under 2020, Photo Finish Friday, Poetry by David E. Booker
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