Nine years ago
Eggs, age were hidden /
Nine years past, when both were young. /
Spring hides without end.
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Photo by Lauren Rider
Filed under 2012, 2021, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker
By the roadside
Scraped, by the roadside, /
Olde English brown malt liquor. /
Unopened Spring thirst.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Evening sun
Descending daylight. /
Dressed in gray, red, and orange, /
Homes retire to night.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Sometimes it is easier to find Uranus than your bottom.
Filed under 2021, Monday morning writing joke
Fat cells
Fat cells live on /
Like the lyrics of a song /
Stuck in your ear. /
One from which you can’t get clear./
Fat cells live forever /
In fair or stormy weather, /
Regardless of if or whether /
You’d pack them away like winter sweaters. /
Fat cells never die, /
Nor really ever fry. /
Sweat them you may try, /
Butt they remain on hips and thighs. /
Fat cells are gleeful /
Thick and sticky as treacle. /
They can even be deceitful /
And they never say goodbye.
Filed under 2021, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Grip
What has died reaches /
into what has yet to live. /
Holding and leaving.
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Bridge
Feel the foot bridge sway. /
Swollen creek rushes your way. /
Your ears do not stray.
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Water bubbles
Upon the Spring petals /
New raindrops run and dangle, /
Nourishing old hopes.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Now
We now return you /
To your regularly scheduled lies. /
The stupid returns.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, Photo Finish Friday, Poetry by David E. Booker, TV show
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