
New hope
February jonquils, /
early yellow among brown, /
herald spring’s new hope.
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New hope
February jonquils, /
early yellow among brown, /
herald spring’s new hope.
.
.
#hope #february #jonquils #herald #spring #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #thursday #020625 #2025

Write
Unopened jonquils. /
A small field of new pencils, /
ready to write spring.
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#jonquils #field #pencils #write #spring #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #haiga #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #Saturday #021724 #2024

Thieves
A thousand thieves may /
rip the jonquils from the ground /
but they can’t steal Spring.
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Thieves
A thousand thieves may /
rip the jonquils from the ground /
but they can’t steal Spring.
A thousand thieves may /
rip the jonquils from the ground /
but they can’t steal Spring.

Filed under 2018, photo by David E. Booker, poetry by author, Uncategorized

“If only are early and unexpected guests were as pleasant as our early and unexpected jonquils,” he said to his wife when they finally had a moment alone.
Filed under 2018, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday