
Last light
The sun recedes. /
The nearly full moon gives chase. /
The clouds hold last light.
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Last light
The sun recedes. /
The nearly full moon gives chase. /
The clouds hold last light.
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#last #light #moon #sun #clouds #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #sunday #020925 #2025

Rusted heart
Tin man rusted his heart, /
not in Emerald City, but /
behind fallen eyes.
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#rusted #heart #emeraldcity #eyes #tinman #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #friday #020725 #2025
Rusted heart
Tin man rusted his heart, /
not in Emerald City, but /
behind fallen eyes.
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#rusted #heart #emeraldcity #eyes #tinman #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #friday #020725 #2025

New hope
February jonquils, /
early yellow among brown, /
herald spring’s new hope.
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#hope #february #jonquils #herald #spring #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #thursday #020625 #2025

Flap Jack
There once was a pancake bed,
Soft as anything said.
I laid down for a nap.
Woke up as a flap,
Filled suddenly with syrup and dread.
Kafka! I cried from my sleep.
He appeared and began to weep.
Then with his fork,
He made his first stroke
And I felt my syrup drip and seep.
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Setting sun
Tabby cat sits in /
the setting sun’s amber glow /
and parade of leaves.
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Silhouette
Bare limbs silhouette
before a fiery dusk sky.
The sun hies to night.
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#silhouette #limbs #sky #sun #night #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #tuesday #020425 #2025

Touch
Not so long ago, /
morning light saw frosted leaves /
holding winter’s touch.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #062525p #touch #winter #leaves #frosted #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #monday #020325 #2025

Alley
Sunlight and shadows /
bare trees and winter dreams /
weave through the alley.
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Failure
Is their poetry /
in failure? Bleak winter sun /
pockets its promise.
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#poetry #bleak #winter #sun #failure #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #012822 #2022 #haiga
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Play
Light and shadow and
the morning at play beneath
the rising sun.
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