Held
Held frozen in ice, /
an old oak leaf embalmed by /
water and time.
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#held #leaf #oak #water #ice #time #photo #haiga #haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #wednesday #010324 #2024
Tag Archives: January
“Weather”
Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022
“Toll”
Toll
Winter takes its toll: /
leaves crunch, sun fades, memories /
fill the dark longing.
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#toll #winter #leaves #sun #memories #longing #photo #haiga #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #tuesday #010224 #2024
“Still”
Still
The dog still wonders /
and, quietly, so do I. /
You are not alone.
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#still #dog #wonders #alone #I #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #haiga #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #tuesday #010224
“Legacy”
Legacy
Clouds and shadows painted /
With tints of winter sunlight. /
Bare limbs full of gray.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #winter #tree #paint #davidebooker #gray #clouds #paint #bare #limbs #2021 #012921
“Visions”
Visions
I’m a rodent, you see. /
Not a weatherman, who sees. /
See the difference?
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#see #future #rodent #weather #vision #groundhog #pun #humor #haiku #poem #poetry #davidebooker #february #groundhogday #wednesday #020222 #2022
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“Evening”
Evening
Sunlight rides the ridge, /
fading into evening as /
headlights ride the road.
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#sunlight #headlights #evening #ridge #road #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #tuesday #013123 #2023
“Shapes”
Shapes
Rain whispers. /
Water cups into footprints. /
Fog molds soft shapes.
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#rain #water #fog #footprints #shapes #whispers #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #monday #013023 #2023
“Ring in the Chocolate Cake”
Today is National Chocolate Cake Day and National Inane Answering Message Day or NIAD (Nigh-Add) for short.
So, go have a piece or two or chocolate cake and record this on your voicemail:
“I had cake. It was great.
Leave a message and I may relate.
Vanilla’s fine. Strawberry, too.
But chocolate’s the only one that’ll do.
Chocolate cake and chocolate frosting.
Chocolate from beginning to topping.
Leave a message after the beep,
unless you’re a salesman or some beep-beep creep.”
Filed under 2023, humor, Monday, photo, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
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