April 7, 2021 · 8:15 pm

State of the squares
Knoxville’s state: the clue /
epistemological — /
reality squared.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writer #writing #knoxville #crosswordpuzzle #clue #epistemological #state #epistemology #newspaper #davidebooker #april #tuesday #2020 #writing #writer #tennessee #photograph #words
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as April, David E. Booker, epistemology, haiku, humor, Knoxville, pen, photo, poem, poetry, pun
April 7, 2021 · 10:50 am

Nine years ago
Eggs, age were hidden /
Nine years past, when both were young. /
Spring hides without end.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #eggs #age #hidden #spring #oldnorthknoxville #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #laurenrider #easter #april #2012
Photo by Lauren Rider
Filed under 2012, 2021, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as age, April, David E. Booker, Easter, eggs, haiku, hidden, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, spring
April 7, 2021 · 12:01 am

Possum handling
Possum in my hands /
Baby in the morning sun /
Embracing nature.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #possum #hands #baby #sun #nature #embrace #davidebooker #april #monday #2020 #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #gloves
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as April, David E. Booker, haiku, Old North Knoxville, poem, poetry, possum, spring
April 6, 2021 · 9:13 pm

By the roadside
Scraped, by the roadside, /
Olde English brown malt liquor. /
Unopened Spring thirst.
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#poem #poet #haiku #malt_liquor #olde_english #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #spring #abandoned #unopened #roadside #april #tuesday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as April, David E. Booker, haiku, malt liquor, Old North Knoxville, Olde English, photo, poem, poetry, scraped, spring, Tuesday
April 5, 2021 · 10:57 am

Evening sun
Descending daylight. /
Dressed in gray, red, and orange, /
Homes retire to night.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #evening #night #homes #gray #red #orange #poemoftheday #photooftheday
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as David E. Booker, descending, evening, gray, haiku, homes, night, Old North Knoxville, orange, photo, poem, poetry, red
April 4, 2021 · 10:18 pm

Demon
Demon at my feet /
Rests in peanut butter /
Anticipation.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #2019 #april #thursday #peanutbutter #dog #demon #anticipation #feet #davidebooker
Filed under 2019, haiku, Old North Knoxville, Photo by Beth Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as David E. Booker, demon, dog, feet, haiku, Old North Knoxville, peanut butter, photo, poem, poetry
April 2, 2021 · 11:24 pm

That delusion
Age is a mirror /
Reflecting a passing thought /
Breath fogs the photons.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writer #writing #April #2019 #tuesday #age #mirror #thought #breath #photon #fog #delusion
Filed under 2019, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as age, April, breath, David E. Booker, haiku, mirror, photons, poem, poetry, thought
April 1, 2021 · 1:17 pm

Grip
What has died reaches /
into what has yet to live. /
Holding and leaving.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #grip #death #live #holding #leaving #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #april #thursday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, Haiku to You Thursday, Old North Knoxville, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as alive, April, David E. Booker, dead, grip, haiku, holding, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, reach, Thursday
March 31, 2021 · 4:26 pm

Resistance is futile
Yes, I am a stray. /
Feeding me is encouraged. /
Petting discouraged.
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as cat, David E. Booker, feed, futile, haiku, March, no petting, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, resistance
March 30, 2021 · 9:39 pm

What will we be?
Will the stream live or /
Be a memory dump of things /
When we are gone?
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#davidebooker #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #cleanup #stream #creek #firstcreekgreenway #oldnorthknoxville #poet #writer #writing #march #saturday #2019 #trash #memory #dump
Filed under 2019, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as David E. Booker, gone, haiku, March, memory, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, stream