MoAnday
It’s that dreaded day again,
The one that follows what should have been,
The day that’s missing an A,
They day that should be MoAnday.
I want to wrap myself in paper towels
To avoid the thunderous scowls,
The rain of terror, “aren’t you done yet!”
As I sit on the coffee pot and try to forget.
Oh, where art thou my pride?
Oh, this Moanday I can’t abide.
Oh, you’re hiding in the paper towels, too?
What, now, am I supposed to do?
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#020623
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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
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.”
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Cat dance
Cats in the front yard: /
one leads with a left jab. /
The other rope-a-dopes.
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#cat #yard #jab #dance #rope-a-dope #photo #humor #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #tuesday #011623 #2023
Dreams
Good night, Earth. /
I search with headlights /
for truthful dreams.
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#earth #dreams #headlights #night #search #truthful #photo #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #monday #010923 #2023
There once was a young writer in France,
Who for the New Year wanted to dance.
To get out of his rut,
Outside he did strut,
But forgot he was wearing no pants.
Filed under 2023, joke, joke by author, limerick, poem, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker, writing humor
Unquenchable
Unquenchable fire. /
Sunset burns away the day. /
The river reflects.
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#unquenchable #fire #sunset #burns #river #reflects #photo-jimcoverholt #poem #poetry #haiku #december #monday #122622 #2022
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Uninhibited
Uninhibited, /
I write on the water; /
I paint in the sky.
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#uninhibited #water #sky #paint #write #photo #poem #poetry #senryu #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidenooker #talltalestogo #december #monday #121922 #2022
The plan
There once was a writer who wrote Santa. /
He asked for a book marketing plan to /
Put his novel on top /
And not be a flop. /
Now, he only has to write another 80 grand-ah.
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