
Human
To his coy mistress /
My love shall never wig out /
To hair is human.
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#112018

Human
To his coy mistress /
My love shall never wig out /
To hair is human.
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#112018

Haiku 2018
Bands of bright white rays /
Sun peeking through slanted blinds /
Beauty shadows light.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #words #photography #light #shadow #beauty #sun #shades #blinds #slats #bands #111718

Love
Love is the big fish /
that always gets away, but /
leaves tall tales to tell.
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#love #fish #tall-tales #Beth #photo #haiku #poem #poetry #davidebooker #talltalestogo #august #monday #080822 #2022 #122915

No return
It feels good, Beth said. /
She snapped off dead lily heads, /
dropped them to the ground. /
This evening, I did the same, /
but she did not return.
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#waka #tanka #haiku #lily #head #dead #evening #beth #photo #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #june #tuesday #062122 #2022
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Valentine’s Day
On Valentine’s Day, /
the sun shines on Beth’s table /
and memories dine.
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#memories #dine #beth #table #vakentinesday #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #february #monday #021422 #2022