Evening sun
Descending daylight. /
Dressed in gray, red, and orange, /
Homes retire to night.
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Category Archives: Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Evening sun”
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Demon”
Demon
Demon at my feet /
Rests in peanut butter /
Anticipation.
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Haiku: “That delusion”
That delusion
Age is a mirror /
Reflecting a passing thought /
Breath fogs the photons.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker
Poem: “Fat cells”
Fat cells
Fat cells live on /
Like the lyrics of a song /
Stuck in your ear. /
One from which you can’t get clear./
Fat cells live forever /
In fair or stormy weather, /
Regardless of if or whether /
You’d pack them away like winter sweaters. /
Fat cells never die, /
Nor really ever fry. /
Sweat them you may try, /
Butt they remain on hips and thighs. /
Fat cells are gleeful /
Thick and sticky as treacle. /
They can even be deceitful /
And they never say goodbye.
Filed under 2021, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Photo finish Friday: “Asleep on her throne”
Asleep upon her throne /
The cat who came to dinner. /
All that was without /
Now purrs deep within her./
Approach upon bended knee /
Should you be around /
And be sure your face /
Is suitably pointed down.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Grip”
Grip
What has died reaches /
into what has yet to live. /
Holding and leaving.
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Haiku and photo: “Resistance is futile”
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
Haiku and photo: “What will we be?”
What will we be?
Will the stream live or /
Be a memory dump of things /
When we are gone?
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Haiku and photo: “The sign”
The sign
A sign of the times /
Keep your clothes on is not /
Just an expression.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Colors”
Colors
The colors of stars /
Constellations in bloom /
Heavens underfoot.
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
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