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Photo finish Friday: “Vapors”

Vapors

Steam and reflections. /

Winter morning Christmas Eve. /

Anticipation.

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Haiku and photo: “Smudge”

Smudge

Merry Christmas smudged /

over smiles and tears; charting /

its own way through pain.

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#christmas #smudge #chart #smiles #tears #pain #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #december #wednesday #2021 #122221

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Haiku and photo: “Solstice”

Solstice

Winter loves slowly. /

Its long shadows stretch like life /

compactly marooned.

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#live #love #winter #marooned #shadows #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #tuesday #2021 #122121

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Haiku and photo: “Scars”

Scars

Scars across the sky. /

December’s tattered sunset. /

Winter’s blood whispers.

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#sunset #tattered #whispers #winter #blood #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #monday #2021 #122021

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Haiku and photo: “Treats”

Treats

Holiday presents /

Reveal many kindnesses /

As they hide their treats.

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#haiku #december #treats #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writers #presents #kindnesses #2018 #holiday #christmas #122018

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Haiku and photo: “Holding”

Holding

Finger points gently. /

He holds forth under the tree. /

Santa says, “Not yet.”

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#santa #tree #christmas #presents #waiting #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #sunday #2021 #121921

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Haiku and photo: “The day”

The day

Dusk betrays the day, /

turns light into sour moments /

left cold for the stars.

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#dusk #stars #cold #day #light #moments #haiku #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #saturday #2021 #121821

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Photo finish Friday: “Promise”

Promise

Flowering winter. /

Rose cups water and sunlight, /

drinks in promises.

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#haiku #poem #poetry #rose #winter #rain #promises #water #sunlight #photo #davidebooker #december #friday #2021 #121721

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Haiku and photo: “Flying”

Flying

Charlie Brown’s kite flew. /

Icarus flew, too. Neither tree /

nor sun welcomed them.

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#tree #sun #icarus #charliebrown #kite #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #tuesday #2021 #121621

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Sunday silliness: “Fainting tree”

Fainting tree

Oh, those fainting Christmas trees.

They are a sight to see,

Can’t be left alone, can’t be.

You went to spread some cheer,

So let me be clear,

It wasn’t me here,

It was the cat.

Like the serpent in the tree,

She tempted me

And now you see

Where we’re at.

She challenged me,

Said I couldn’t be free,

That there would be

No Christmas present for me

Unless I ran around the tree

And that’s when it went ker-splat.

It fainted dead away.

I don’t know what to say.

It fainted that way.

The power cord’s now frayed.

Yes, it happened today.

I blame the cat.

Yes, sparks flew,

There was a spark or two,

Arcing a translucent blue,

Singed the cat through and through.

No, I don’t know where she’s at.

So, those fainting Christmas trees,

Looks like they just can’t be

Left unattended, you see.

I think we can right the tree,

Set it up to be

Fully faint free

With no cat calamity

Without the cat.

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