Rule of 95
Evening east and heat. /
Rule of 95 invoked. /
I scream for ice cream.
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#rule #95 #east #heat #icecream #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #knoxville #davidebooker #august #wednesday #082824 #2024
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“Rule of 95”
Filed under 2024, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Gallon grief”
Gallon grief
Heartache, ice cream takes /
one gallon or two: cone, scoops, /
pain moves — heart to head.
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#heartache #ice cream #heart #head #pain #cone #scoops #haiku #poem #poetry #davidebooker #january #thursday #2022 #012022
Filed under 2022, haiku, photo, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Eclipse”
Eclipse
Eclipse is ice cream. /
Vanilla and chocolate swirl. /
Light then dark today.
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#082117 #eclipse #icecream #freezo #photo #memories #2022 #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #haiku #august
Filed under 2017, 2022, haiku, Old North Knoxville, philosphy, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Haiku and photo: “Gallon grief”
Gallon grief
Heartache, ice cream takes /
one gallon or two: cone, scoops, /
pain moves — heart to head.
.
.
#heartache #ice cream #heart #head #pain #cone #scoops #haiku #poem #poetry #davidebooker #january #thursday #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, truth
Haiku and photo: “Into the Spring”
Into the Spring
Lift your hand sky high, /
A soft serve to the new Spring. /
Ice cream jockey rides.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #icecream #spring #jockey #sky #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #lantern #hand #march #wednesday #2021 #softserve
Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Cake”
Birthday cake, candles, /
ice cream, and time sliced into /
wishes and treasures.
Filed under 2018, photo by David E. Booker, poetry by author
The things Spring brings
In the Neighborhood
Spring brings many things:
Alarm sales and fresh-meat men peddling,
Spores flowing as if there will be no more,
Ice cream from a truck whose music rings
As if the end of days will wend
Up and down the streets
Maniacal notes vibrating from the new leaves and petals
As the sun runs undone —
A child on a bike just pedaling to have fun.
–David E. Booker
Filed under 2016, poetry by author
Photo finish Friday: “The creme de la creme”
Homemade ice cream sandwich on a hot afternoon after a cookout and water slide.
Filed under 2015, Photo by Beth Booker, Photo Finish Friday
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