July 7, 2024 · 11:39 pm
When
When the well runs dry, /
there is blackberry cobbler, /
maybe ice cream, too.
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September 3, 2023 · 11:43 pm
Brittle
Dry September blooms — /
dead, brown, and brittle bouquet — /
your dark beauty shines.
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#blooms #september #shine #bouquet #dead #dry #beauty #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #sunday #090323 #2023
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November 10, 2022 · 9:22 pm
Hand cut
Blade drying, with air?
Wind growls and pushes my flesh
Trims away water.
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August 22, 2021 · 7:48 pm
Morning bee
August bee sleeps wet. /
Mexican Sunflower drips. /
Dry day yet to be.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photo #bee #sleeps #wet #drips #mexican_sunflower #dry #day #morning #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #august #sunday #2021
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May 30, 2013 · 5:26 am
Morning parts with rain: /
wet into dry, past from now, /
life touched and not touched.
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