
Fright
Writer up all night /
succumbs to his story’s fright — /
no end in sight.
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Fright
Writer up all night /
succumbs to his story’s fright — /
no end in sight.
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#fright #writer #night #story #sight #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #humor #davidebooker #october #wednesday #103024 #2024
Filed under 2024, haiku, photo, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Hell
Hell is not empty. /
The devils have brought it with them. /
Each street its own end.
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Round
Round as the seasons. /
Round as beginnings to ends. /
Round, my thoughts of you.
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Remembrance
When you reach the end /
there’s a sign. Not an exit, /
but in remembrance.
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Journeys
Sadness, hope, and smiles, /
journeys end as they began, /
sadness, hope, and smiles.
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#journeys #sadness #hope #smiles #end #begin #photo #poem #poetry #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #june #tuesday #062822 #2022

Walking
Walking empty /
by the early flowers /
as though blooms never end.
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Speak
The end goes to Him. /
End over end over you. /
They juggle God’s balls.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker, politics

“End Road Work,” sign says. /
Declaration or demand? /
Hanging to stir doubt?
The world will end when /
beauty ends and beauty ends /
when you say good-bye.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author