
Twilight
Sunlight and twilight /
end of day into night. /
Cars and hope delight.
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#twilight #sunlight #day #night #cars #hope #delight #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #knoxville #davidebooker #march #friday #030725 #2025

Twilight
Sunlight and twilight /
end of day into night. /
Cars and hope delight.
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#twilight #sunlight #day #night #cars #hope #delight #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #knoxville #davidebooker #march #friday #030725 #2025
Filed under 2025, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Delight
Early crocus bloom /
embracing February /
with lover’s delight.
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#delight #lover #crocus #bloom #february #embracing #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #haiga #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #sunday #021824 #2024
Delight

Shapes
Fog enters the night, /
swirls around with damp delight, /
obscures the cold light.
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#shapes #light #delight #night #fog #poem #poetry #haiku #haiga #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #sunday #011424 #011318p #2024

First Blueberries
First blueberries ripen./
Expectations of the Spring. /
Promises of delight.
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#blueberries #ripen #spring #promises #delight #poem #poetry #photo #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #051816

First
Blackberry delight /
at the end of a bramble. /
The first ripening.
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#blackberry #bramble #ripen #delight #first #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #june #monday #060623 #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Decay
Decay touches all /
Arrives with kind indifference /
Grips with gray delight.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #pumpkin #decay #grip #touch #may #friday #2020 #indifference #delight #davidebooker #photography #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Is delight just a word
or will I find its candle
resting in your smile?
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
There once was a writer from Nairobi
who had a strange tale that she told me.
About the dark of night
when Aliens came for her “delight”…
and then produced copies, which she sold me.
Filed under cartoon by author, limerick, poetry by author, Workshop weekend