
Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022

Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022

Dear 2023
Dear 2023,
What type of year will you be?
Wild and free
Or consternating me?
O’ 2023,
Could I have a word?
Is it absurd
For me not to have heard
What type of year you will be?
I don’t want to own you.
Not even bone you
But if I phone you,
Would you be the right date for me?
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#2023 #poem #poetry #cartoon #humor #davidebooker #december #saturday #123122 #2022
Filed under 2022, Cartoon, humor, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Whelmed (dad joke, number 4)
Happy to see you. /
First, right amount of whelmed. Then, /
I was over it.
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#davidebooker #dadjokes #haiku #poem #poetry #humor #december #friday #123022 #whelmed #over #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, photo, Photo Finish Friday, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Dad joke, number 2
A dad joke, you can /
always tell, but never can /
you tell it, “Can can.”
#can #can_can #dad #joke #pun #tell #senryu #poem #poetry #haiku #cartoon #pickles #briancrane #davidebooker #december #thursday #122922 #2022
Filed under 2022, Cartoon, haiku, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker, puns

Guest
Snow surprise — /
arriving one afternoon. /
An old guest soon gone.
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#guest #snow #surprise #afternoon #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #wednesday #122822 #2022

Little
Dear Little Snowman, /
arrived after Christmas Day. /
Where grows your garden?
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#snowman #little #garden #christmasday #grows #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #tuesday #122722 #2022

Unquenchable
Unquenchable fire. /
Sunset burns away the day. /
The river reflects.
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#unquenchable #fire #sunset #burns #river #reflects #photo-jimcoverholt #poem #poetry #haiku #december #monday #122622 #2022
Filed under 2019, 2022, haiku, photo, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Rhythm
Into each moment /
the rhythm of events is /
but a blinking I.
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#rhythm #blinking #moment #events #I #photo #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #satuday #122422 #2022

Filter
I am a filter: /
fine drink, best food, newest things. /
Through me, these, too, shall pass.
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#filter #drink #food #things #pass #me #photo #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #friday #122322 #2022

One day
One day, we will leave /
our decrepit homes. Maybe /
then ourselves will fly.
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#day #home #decrepit #fly #ourselves #poem #photo #poetry #haiku #senryu #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #thursday #122222 #2022