Category Archives: 2024

“Oven”

Oven

 

From the warm oven /

the scent of fresh muffins /

and fall memories.

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“Morning glory”

Morning glory

Trumpeting today /

the morning glory funnels /

a bit of the sun.

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#morning #glory #funnel #trumpet #today #sun #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #saturday #100524 #2024

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Photo finish Friday: “Icarus”

Icarus

I lack the sky /

and even if I could fly /

the birds would laugh.

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#Icarus #birds #sky #laugh #fly #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #senryu #knoxville #davidebooker #october #friday #100424 #2024

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“Vase”

Vase

Inside the vase, /

same as outside the vase; /

flowers find home in both.

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#vase #flowers #home #inside #outside #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #wednesday #100224 #2024

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“Sprouting”

Sprouting

Sprouting from the Earth, /

visitors after the storms, /

bringing forth fungi.

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#093024 #sprouting #earth #visitors #storms #fungi #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #monday #2024

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“Raindrops”

Raindrops

Small fall raindrops fall /

to the roiling big river /

to the untamed seas.

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#raindrops #small #fall #river #seas #untamed #roiling #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #saturday #092824 #2024

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“Tomatoes”

Tomatoes

Two green tomatoes /

coated in hurricane rain, /

fall drops ending draught.

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#tomatoes #hurricane #fall #drops #draught #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #wednesday #092524 #2024

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“Wave”

Wave

Wave forth the fall night,

the one-armed skeleton said.

Hear the ghosts whisper.

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#wave #fall #skeleton #ghosts #whisper #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #wednesday #092524 #2024

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“Vagabond”

Vagabond

Through the window /

the setting sun wanders in, /

a fall vagabond.

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#vagabond #window #sun #fall #wanders #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #talltalestogo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #september #monday #092324 #2024

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“Big Mouth”

Big Mouth

Oh, if only the Big Mouth would go on.

I give it gas and gear it all day long

To drive the broken old bastard to where it belongs.

Oh, come on Big Mouth, you roll on.

I work the clutch like a diphthong switch,

Pressing hard every time I got an itch

And shift those gears without an itch.

I work that clutch like a well-worn bitch.

I whine Big Mouth up to its highest gear.

Then no more whining will I hear,

The wind whipping by, the sky clear.

I whine Big Mouth up to its highest gear.

Only a little more left on this rutted road.

Big Mouth strains under its stolen load.

Big Mouth acts as though its dark future is foretold.

I slam my foot on Big Mouth and drive bold.

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