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Saturday silliness: “The stack”
The stack
Book pile grows higher. /
Tree of knowledge overflows /
Into empty rooms.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #book #pile #room #house #121821 #tree #knowledge #december #friday #davidebooker #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Silly Saturday
“Oh, Deer Meat”
Oh, Deer Meat
Oh, deer meat, what can I say? /
What won’t offend you if I play? /
A word here, a word there, /
But venison I must play with care.
#pun #cartoon #deer #meat #venison #santa #holidays #humor #christmas #davidebooker #121221
Sunday silliness: “Fainting tree”
Fainting tree
Oh, those fainting Christmas trees.
They are a sight to see,
Can’t be left alone, can’t be.
You went to spread some cheer,
So let me be clear,
It wasn’t me here,
It was the cat.
Like the serpent in the tree,
She tempted me
And now you see
Where we’re at.
She challenged me,
Said I couldn’t be free,
That there would be
No Christmas present for me
Unless I ran around the tree
And that’s when it went ker-splat.
It fainted dead away.
I don’t know what to say.
It fainted that way.
The power cord’s now frayed.
Yes, it happened today.
I blame the cat.
Yes, sparks flew,
There was a spark or two,
Arcing a translucent blue,
Singed the cat through and through.
No, I don’t know where she’s at.
So, those fainting Christmas trees,
Looks like they just can’t be
Left unattended, you see.
I think we can right the tree,
Set it up to be
Fully faint free
With no cat calamity
Without the cat.
Filed under 2021, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Sunday silliness
Haiku and photo: “No reservations”
No reservations
Perched along the roof. /
Awaiting seed arrival: /
No reservations.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #no_reservations #seeds #birds #roof #december #wednesday #2020 #photooftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #120220
Filed under 2020, haiku, Old North Knoxville
Saturday silliness: “Foul play”
Fowl play
The turkey showed up for /
Thanksgiving. /
His goose was cooked.
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Not my photo, but needed something to go with my short, humorous poem. I call the creation in the photo a turcrabasage.
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#thanksgiving #poem #poetry #photo #november #davidebooker #saturday #humor #2021 #112021
Filed under 2021, parody, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Gravity”
Gravity
Gravity, oh, you /
turn my life around. Bend light /
my expectations.
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#gravity #light #expectations #life #around #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #bridge #sun #davidebooker #knoxville #november #saturday #2021 #112021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Seconds”
Seconds
My second childhood /
P-B and J on toasted /
chocolate bagel.
#seconds #childhood #peanutbutter #jelly #chocolate #bagel #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #food #senryu #111318
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Sunday silliness: “Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude”
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude
Spent the evening in camarad.
Eating birdseed,
Fists full of greed,
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude.
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude,
In raccoon fur they trod.
Into the night
They ate with delight,
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude.
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude.
Three raccoons in a pod.
Three peas after food,
Including suet crude.
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude.
Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude
Were too inland to find scrod.
Eventually they left.
When a boom with some heft
Shooed on Winkin, Blinkin, and Claude.
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#poem #poetry #humor #night #raccoon #birdseed #food #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #november #110721 #103021
Haiku and photo: “Wrinkles”
Wrinkles
Blue haired old lady /
Streaks of gray and white abound /
Wrinkles fold Earth’s face.
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#wrinkles #bluehair #haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #earth #sky #poet #gray #white #110618 #thebookeddy #photo #davidebooker #november
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
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