Brooding
A face in the clouds /
reclining in evening sun /
brooding toward the night.
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083020
Reborn
A desire reborn. /
Blue as a new ocean wave: /
Re-Volvo-lution.
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082818
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, Poetry by David E. Booker
Nectar
Nectar-hunting bee /
Cares not a bit about me. /
I am unworthy.
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Shroud
Shrouded sun; rain comes. /
Rills flow to petals’ edges. /
Sunflower’s sun drops.
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081820
Sometimes
To feed a hunger /
Sometimes takes extra portions, /
Patience, and giving.
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081721
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
SciFi Sautéed
They came from beyond /
Giants with cooking tools /
Meant to serve mankind.
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081418
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, Poetry by David E. Booker, science fiction, Silly Saturday
Bowl of clouds
The bowl of the sky, /
Nourishing heaven and earth, /
Overflows with clouds.
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081420
Leaf
Return to the Earth /
All that was once bright and green. /
Death nibbles at noon.
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Hanging
Some mornings don’t work. /
You try your best to succeed /
But you can’t hang on.
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Front yard follies
On a sunny day /
The hackberry branch breaks away. /
Nature splits the way.
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