
Eye
With gentle beauty, /
Peony, the eye of love, /
opens into light.
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#peony #light #beauty #love #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #tuesday #051722 #2022

Eye
With gentle beauty, /
Peony, the eye of love, /
opens into light.
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#peony #light #beauty #love #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #tuesday #051722 #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Mind’s eye
Shadows and daylight /
Peonies effuse with white /
Shades of the mind’s eye.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #peonies #may #saturday #2020 #shade #white #daylight #mindseye #mind #eye #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #tennessee #knoxville #photography #051620

Lollygag
Lollygagging cat, /
entwines each moment around /
his expectations.
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#expectations #cat #lollygag #moment #entwine #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #may #sunday #051522 #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Wheels
Freedom of the wheels /
The Great American Dream /
Open road awaits.
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#051518
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Chocolate
At the finish line /
There should be brownies. Always. /
Angels aren’t enough.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #brownies #chocolate #angels #finishline #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #may #saturday #2021 #051521
Filed under 2021, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Folded beauty
The folded beauty /
Of fading flower petals /
Ends not Spring’s bloom.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #may #2020 #petal #spring #bloom #beauty #photo #davidebooker #iris #thursday #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #yellow #051420
Filed under 2020, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

If I should meet
If this author I should meet
In a bookstore or on the street
Will she autograph my books
Or give me ugly, sullen looks?
Will she shoo her hand and say,
“Old man just go away.”
Or will she take her pen in hand
And send me to the Promised Land?
Driving pen down into my heart
And ending life with a sudden start?
Or will she stop and graciously offer
To personalize the books I proffer?
Thanking me for supporting her
Though these works may be obscure?
If this author I should meet
On a bench or restaurant seat
Sadly, I’ll not have her books with me.
What a disappointment that will be.
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#poem #davidebooker #tuesday #2019 #may #rhyming #poetry #writing #writer #books #novels #author #signing #booksigning #pen #penname #051419
Filed under 2019, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker