Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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“Toll”
Toll
Winter takes its toll: /
leaves crunch, sun fades, memories /
fill the dark longing.
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“Still”
Still
The dog still wonders /
and, quietly, so do I. /
You are not alone.
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“New Year’s Eve 2019”
New Year’s Eve 2019
Tomorrow somewhere /
a New Year has begun. Here /
the old treatments linger.
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“Guardians”
Guardians
Goats at the doorway. /
Cardinals at the window. /
Jazz wafts from within.
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“Turning”
Turning
Winter sky reflects /
in glass and in clouds: wonder, /
pain, weather, and blue.
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Photo finish Friday: “Reflection”
Reflection
Upon reflection, /
I am what I am not. /
The mirror breaks.
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“One”
One
One brown leaf reflects
winter’s cycle as the tree
holds its emptiness.
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#one #leaf #winter #tree #cycle #emptiness #haiku #haiga #poem #poetry #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #wednesday #122723 #2023
“Drink the green”
Drink the green
If the red runs out, drink the green,
though the green can be quite mean.
Served at room temp or a little warmer,
it is said to make you adore the former.
It will drive you out into the day,
groping, hoping to get away
from awfulness in your mouth
that tastes like a mouse gone south.
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Remembering
“As long as they talk about you, you’re not really dead, as long as they speak your name, you continue. A legend doesn’t die, just because the man dies.”
AS I KNEW HIM: My Dad Rod Serling
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