Scarlet
Scarlet November /
Dies in beauty on the earth. /
Withered Maple fist.
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Category Archives: Poetry by David E. Booker
“City night”
City night
City buildings at night, /
flowers of concrete and glass, /
blooming with light.
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#city #night #light #buildings #flowers #concrete #glass #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #knoxville #davidebooker #november #saturday #110423 #2023
Photo finish Friday: “Night”
Night
Night lights, buildings bright /
people walk around, against /
the autumn downtown.
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“Fall flowers”
Fall flowers
Paths of fall color /
Descending from summer /
Color winter’s way.
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“At home with a good book”
“At home with a good book”
I wanna go home
where the buffalo roam
all about the loam,
and the troll and the gnome
eat crumpets from a comb
and the strumpets of Rome
read erotica from a tome
and wait for you at home
where the fun’s allowed to roam
wild as strumpets on a comb
and crumpets on the loam
and buffalo with a tome
thundering about the streets of Rome.
I wanna go home.
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“…strumpets read erotica from a tome….”
“Fall leaf”
Fall leaf
The fall light declines. /
The fading leaf catches /
the evening shadows.
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#fall #leaf #fading #catches #light #evening #shadows #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #wednesday #110123 #2023
Cartoonsday: “Pumpkin spice”
Pumpkin spice
Oh, that pumpkin spice.
Some say, “How nice.”
Some say, “It doesn’t entice.”
In your latte or your cocoa cup,
It’s meant to please, to fill you up.
It’s as though this orange gourd
Was handed down by some manor lord.
But is this what Halloween means?
Lining someone else purse with our green
As we smell it, taste it, baste it,
Living as if we cannot waste it?
Oh, that odorous pumpkin spice,
Coming to offer, to entice.
A little pumpkin can be nice,
But a lot is like having lice.
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“The flash”
The flash
A flash of inspiration,
Showering the consternation
While trying to find usurpation
Because the damn thing won’t work.
Moments of contemplation,
Mental hiccups and gyrations
Have led to this perturbation:
Water and electricity to twerk.
The world in needed restoration
Could use so full lubrication:
Sweat, blood, toil – an aggregation
Exploding with a jerk.
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“Whisper”
Whisper
Falling leaves of fall /
whisper their dying refrain: /
winter is coming.
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“Hanging”
Hanging
Hanging with the dead, /
may mean fingeratively,
or even your toes.
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#hanging #fingeratively #toes #dead #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #humor #halloween #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october sunday #102923 #2023
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