
Rain
Rain, the clouds whisper; /
gray, gathering brood wearing /
humidity’s smile.
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Rain
Rain, the clouds whisper; /
gray, gathering brood wearing /
humidity’s smile.
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#haiku #rain # clouds #whisper #brood #humidity #smile #poem #haiga #photo #knoxville #davidebooker #september #sunday #092224 #2024
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Nothing
I left with nothing /
because I came with nothing, /
but my heart is free.
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Bee(n) Busy
Bee(n) Busy Artist /
turning dream, clay, glaze, and slip /
into handmade art.
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Old coat
Time is an old coat /
worn thin in the pockets /
clutched for its memories.
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Over
Languid dog reclines, /
drooping like an old flower /
over the bed’s edge.
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Train
Abandoned building, /
brown grass, and train clattering /
through dried history.
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Dogs and Cats of Ohio
I heard they’re eating pets in Ohio,
Dogs and cats to name a few,
And if they’re not available,
Rabbits, rodents, and rats will do.
I heard the town was Springfield,
Where Bart Simpson is said to live.
Pest control went to his door
And asked, “What the hell gives?”
Bart said he knew nothing of it.
Then he belched and he sighed.
In the back, a bearded Vance
Held up a held up a cat: “Have you tried?”
BK Junior descended to town
With his wild frontier show.
Left a dead bear in the park
So everybody would know.
Then a felon feeling compelling
Tried to put Fear upon the stage.
But being foretold he was too old
Donning a fool’s errand rage.
And the beast it did consume him
In its ever-pitiless way
And once the beast had self eaten.
Not even a cat could find a stray.
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Souvenirs
The vase holds dead blooms. /
The letter holds unanswered words. /
The last petal falls.
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Hell
Hell is not empty. /
The devils have brought it with them. /
Each street its own end.
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