Saturday
Heat on the cold street./
Saturday Night Live lights, sounds. /
Sirens serenade.
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#sirens, #saturday #heat #street #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #020423 #2023
Category Archives: 2023
“Waiting”
Waiting
Waiting … waiting … /
How long will she remember? /
Waiting … waiting …
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#waiting #long #remember #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #wednesday #020123 #2023
“Evening”
Evening
Sunlight rides the ridge, /
fading into evening as /
headlights ride the road.
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#sunlight #headlights #evening #ridge #road #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #tuesday #013123 #2023
“Shapes”
Shapes
Rain whispers. /
Water cups into footprints. /
Fog molds soft shapes.
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#rain #water #fog #footprints #shapes #whispers #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #monday #013023 #2023
“Ring in the Chocolate Cake”
Today is National Chocolate Cake Day and National Inane Answering Message Day or NIAD (Nigh-Add) for short.
So, go have a piece or two or chocolate cake and record this on your voicemail:
“I had cake. It was great.
Leave a message and I may relate.
Vanilla’s fine. Strawberry, too.
But chocolate’s the only one that’ll do.
Chocolate cake and chocolate frosting.
Chocolate from beginning to topping.
Leave a message after the beep,
unless you’re a salesman or some beep-beep creep.”
Filed under 2023, humor, Monday, photo, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Evening”
Evening
Evening finds me /
entering into myself, /
seeking old dreams.
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#evening #entering #seeking #dreams #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #sunday #012923 #2023
“Beauty”
Beauty
An old bud withered. /
A young bud might not bear fruit. /
Still, beauty lived.
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#bud #withered #fruit #beauty #old #young #lived #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #saturday #012823 #2023
Photo finish Friday: “Photo”
Photo
Within the photo, /
I find your eyes and all the /
memories I hold.
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#photo #eyes #memories #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #beth #davidebooker #january #friday #012723 #2023
Haiku to you Thursday: “Sprouted”
Sprouted
Having lost their leaves, /
the trees sprouted puffy clouds. /
Then the winds took those.
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#winds #clouds #trees #leaves #sprouted #lost #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #thursday #012623 #2023
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