
Bare limbs
Bare limbs cannot catch /
The falling sun, yet they hold /
Winter’s fading grip.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #sun #hold #grip #limbs #winter #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #photooftheday #poemoftheday #tennessee #march #sunday #2021

Bare limbs
Bare limbs cannot catch /
The falling sun, yet they hold /
Winter’s fading grip.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #sun #hold #grip #limbs #winter #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #photooftheday #poemoftheday #tennessee #march #sunday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as bare, catch, David E. Booker, fading, falling, haiku, limbs, March, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, sun, Sunday, winter

Legacy
Clouds and shadows painted /
With tints of winter sunlight. /
Bare limbs full of gray.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #winter #tree #paint #davidebooker #gray #clouds #paint #bare #limbs
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as bare, clouds, David E. Booker, Friday, gray, haiku, limbs, photo, poem, poetry, shadows, winter