Brushy Mountain
Watchers and watched speak /
Memories wet and cold as /
A Saturday rain.
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#rain #saturday #haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #davidebooker #october #2019 #prison #memories #brushymountainstatepenitentiary #watchers #watched #tennessee #102019
Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Brains
If I had my brains /
I’d share some of them with you. /
I’ll keep an eye out.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writer #writing #brain #eye #illustration #share #phrases #rare #humor #davidebooker #october #halloween #102018
Filed under 2018, haiku, Uncategorized
Not a curse
Get vaccinated. Wear a mask.
Neither are difficult tasks.
Do it for yourself and your friends to see.
Show compassion and responsibility.
It’s not a trick and it’s not a shame.
Treat yourself and others the same.
Kindness and courtesy are not a curse.
Being sick or dead would be far worse.
Rise up now and do your part.
A mask and a shot are moral places to start.
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#poem #poetry #halloween #pumpkins #davidebooker #102021
Filed under 2021, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Shadow
Shadow has no grip, /
but can hold you anyway, /
and never release.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photo #shadow #grip #hold #release #davidebooker #tennessee #october #tuesday #101921
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Vote
Early voting now. /
Signs abound, asking your votes. /
Progress in your hands.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Fall sky
Bright light claims the blue. /
White clouds glow opalescent. /
Fall sky polished clear.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #sky #clouds #fall #white #blue #writer #writing #photography #101818
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Halloween
Summer’s fallen dreams /
rests in pieces: Halloween. /
Buried nightmares bloom.
#haiku #poem #poetry #summer #halloween #nightmares #bloom #dreams #oldnorthknoxville #photo #davidebooker #October
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Filed under 2015, 2021, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Work undone
Work undone, days down. /
Flowers on the way, decline. /
Do now, work undone.
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#haiku #poetry #poem #bee #flower #october #sunday #work #undone #2020 #decline #photooftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #101820
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Butterfly
When I see a butterfly,
I think of you.
Not because you flutter
And onto other flowers move.
No, you are more steady
Than that,
A Gardner’s steady
In a wide brimmed hat.
Turning the soil
And amending where needed
So the butterflies will come
To the flowers seeded.
They know not the beauty
Of your touch.
Only the beauty
Of summer’s flower rush.
I think of you
When I see butterflies,
Fluttering up and around
Reaching for the bright blue sky
Then swooping back to your prepared ground.
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For Beth
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#poem #photo #gardner #butterfly #beth #flower #davidebooker #october #sky #oldnorthknoxville #101621
“The day of rest comes but once a week, and sorry am I that it does not come oftener. Man is so constituted that he can stand more rest than this. I often think regretfully that it would have been so easy to have two Sundays in a week, and yet it was not so ordained. The omnipotent Creator could have made the world in three days just as easily as he made it in six, and this would have doubled the Sundays. Still it is not our place to criticize the wisdom of the Creator.” – Reflections on the Sabbath – Mark Twain
Filed under 2021, Saturday story, Silly Saturday
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