Bright bones
Bright bones of light /
reflected on the asphalt: /
spoked hubcap art.
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Tag Archives: bones
Haiku to you Thursday: “Bristles”
Bristles
Bristles in ice /
rattled like bones, but could not /
sweep winter aside.
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Photo finish Friday: “Seasonal waters”
Seasonal waters
It is the season. /
I drink from the mouth of death /
to quench my parched bones. /
Though I shall never be done /
for death now flows forth from me.
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#tanka #waka #season #death #waters #mouth #bones #photo #poem #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #friday #102723 #2023
“The next wall”
The next wall
Built with hopes and bones, /
we assail the next brick wall. /
Mortal to mortar.
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“Truth”
Truth
Digging up answers /
Is just like digging up bones. /
Results we’ll bury.
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Haiku and photo: “Truth”
Truth
Digging up answers /
Is just like digging up bones. /
Results we’ll bury.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #dog #bones #answers #bury #digging #pun #photooftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #humor #tennessee #knoxville #thursday #february #2021 #020421
Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Truth”
Truth
Digging up answers /
Is just like digging up bones. /
Results we’ll bury.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #dog #bones #answers #bury #digging #pun #photooftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #humor #tennessee #knoxville #thursday #february #2021
Monday morning writing joke: “Bones of a story”
An old Doberman starts chasing rabbits and before long, discovers that he’s lost.
Wandering about, he notices a lion heading rapidly in his direction with the intention of having lunch.
The old Doberman thinks, “Oh, oh! I’m in deep shit now!”
Noticing some bones on the ground close by, he immediately settles down to chew on the bones with his back to the approaching cat.
Just as the lion is about to leap, the old Doberman exclaims, “Boy, that was one delicious lion! I wonder, if there are any more around here?”
Hearing this, the young lion halts his attack in mid-stride, a look of terror comes over him and he slinks away into the trees.
“Whew,” says the lion, “that was close! That old Doberman nearly had me.”
Meanwhile, a squirrel who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the lion. So, off he goes.
The squirrel soon catches up with the lion, spills the beans and strikes a deal for himself with the lion.
The young lion is furious at being made a fool of and says, “Here, squirrel, hop on my back and see what’s going to happen to that conniving canine!”
Now, the old Doberman sees the lion coming with the squirrel on his back and thinks, “What am I going to do now?” Instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers, pretending he hasn’t seen them yet, and just when they get close enough to hear, the old Doberman says…
“Where’s that squirrel? I sent him off an hour ago to bring me another lion.”
And there you have the bones of a story.
Filed under 2018, Monday morning writing joke
Photo finish Friday: “Won’t last”
Bear and Skeleton talk about their relationship.
They said it wouldn’t last. Friends, neighbors, even strangers on the street when asked would immediately react to the announcement that a skeleton was dating a stuffed bear. Often with disbelieving looks and the wry comment: “It won’t last.”
But thus far, the relationship has held together and so has Skeleton.
“Oh, sure, we’ve sometimes had a bone to pick with each other,” Bear said.
“But it never got so bad, we couldn’t bear it,” Skeleton said, finishing the bear’s thoughts as couples often do.
They sometimes still get hate mail or calls in the middle of the night where the caller yells something hateful and then hangs up. Once a woman walked up to them in public and said they should be hanging out with their own kind.
“But we are,” said Bear. “We are hanging out with those that care.”
Filed under Photo by author, Photo Finish Friday
Photo finish Friday: “Bones”
He didn’t think this was, in any way, horsin’ around.
Mr. Ed had gone out drinking with his friends last night, but work up this morning with a terrible hangover and a skeleton painted on his body. He did not find it funny. It was probably the jack ass next door who did it. Crept over in the middle of the night and painted on him while he was passed out. He’d get even with him. Hey, nobody trifled with him and got away with it. He was nobody’s mule.
Filed under Photo by author, Photo Finish Friday
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