
Echoes
Petals dangle: /
shriveled, dull, and empty; /
echoes of summer.
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Echoes
Petals dangle: /
shriveled, dull, and empty; /
echoes of summer.
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.
#echoes #petals #shriveled #dull #empty #summer #talltalestogo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #july #tuesday #071624 #2024

Echoes
Flowers do not scream /
when they die, but their beauty /
echoes with the bees.
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Hear
Seed can stands empty. /
Hear the echoes of each scoop. /
Hear the wings rustle.
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Carry
Empty, weathered house. /
Time has come and all have left, /
carrying echoes.
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[Editor’s note: The original “Glimpses” was syllable too long. So, here is the haiku again. This time trimmed by a syllable.]
At the water’s edge,
Echoes whisper my longing.
My heart holds your face.