Covid-19 now /
Shelter in place this day: now. /
Tomorrow is now.
Covid-19 now /
Shelter in place this day: now. /
Tomorrow is now.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Frosting in the fridge. /
Cake unfinished on counter. /
Resting birthday.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
I opened my heart. /
You slammed shut the wooden door. /
Hard knocks all around.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
It’s gone to his head.
That’s what the foot doctor said.
Hangnail of the mind.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Old age never ends. /
It lives like a thin shadow, /
Fattened by seasons.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
If I were the last /
Would morning dew still matter? /
Asked the blade of grass.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Thunder bangs the glass, /
a beggar at the window /
demanding tribute.
The stargazer grieves /
for the love he left behind /
fading into daylight.
Empty as a pocket /
We compared mythologies /
Midnight to devastation.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Know is not knowing /
Then how can you consider /
This watch, but not time?
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday