O’ (un)holy Krampus Night.
There is a being named Krampus
Who this night comes for some of us.
Some of us will go
To where, we don’t know
But that will leave more gifts for the rest of us.
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“O’ (un)holy Krampus Night”
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“Good eats”
Good eats
I’m nuts about here. /
Sunflower seeds are healthy, /
Help me scatter birds.
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“Again”
Again
Again it begins. /
Chemotherapy cocktail. /
“My eyelids sweat,” she said.
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“Memory”
Memory
Last night’s rain lingers, /
each drop a short memory /
left on dying leaves.
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“Rumples”
Rumples
Rumpled clouds, unmade /
head, autumn morning chirping, /
filled with tousled light.
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Photo finish Friday: “How”
How
How immense the sky. /
How small the cardinal, yet
how wondrous he flies.
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“No Reservations”
No reservations
Perched along the roof. /
Awaiting seed arrival: /
No reservations.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Sun—.”
Sun—
Sun— fading light and /
flower too soon meet their fall. /
Seeds of night and death.
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#sun #flower #light #seeds #night #death #fall #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #thursday #120122 #2022
“One Percenter Blues”
One Percenter Blues
My Merc is great
My cup holders rate
My seats auto warm
My bunions and corns.
I got the one percenter blues.
My maid’s an alien
Her English is failin’
I keep explainin’
That her taxes are makin’ her
One of these one percenter blues.
I got our money
All sweet as golden honey
My life is plu-sunny
For me and my rare bunny.
I got the one percenter blues.
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“Two”
Two
Cold rain and wind leave /
two seeds in a pod of concrete. /
November ends.
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#rain #wind #hard #seeds #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #november #wednesday #113022 #2022
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