Morning glory
Trumpeting today /
the morning glory funnels /
a bit of the sun.
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#morning #glory #funnel #trumpet #today #sun #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #saturday #100524 #2024
Tag Archives: October
Photo finish Friday: “Icarus”
Icarus
I lack the sky /
and even if I could fly /
the birds would laugh.
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#Icarus #birds #sky #laugh #fly #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #senryu #knoxville #davidebooker #october #friday #100424 #2024
Filed under 2024, haiku, photo, Photo by author, Photo Finish Friday, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Vase”
Vase
Inside the vase, /
same as outside the vase; /
flowers find home in both.
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#vase #flowers #home #inside #outside #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #wednesday #100224 #2024
Cartoonsday: “Pumpkin spice”
Pumpkin spice
Oh, that pumpkin spice.
Some say, “How nice.”
Some say, “It doesn’t entice.”
In your latte or your cocoa cup,
It’s meant to please, to fill you up.
It’s as though this orange gourd
Was handed down by some manor lord.
But is this what Halloween means?
Lining someone else purse with our green
As we smell it, taste it, baste it,
Living as if we cannot waste it?
Oh, that odorous pumpkin spice,
Coming to offer, to entice.
A little pumpkin can be nice,
But a lot is like having lice.
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#103122 #pumpkin #spice #halloween #taste #smell #baste #davidebooker #october
Filed under 2022, Cartoon, CarToonsday, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“The flash”
The flash
A flash of inspiration,
Showering the consternation
While trying to find usurpation
Because the damn thing won’t work.
Moments of contemplation,
Mental hiccups and gyrations
Have led to this perturbation:
Water and electricity to twerk.
The world in needed restoration
Could use so full lubrication:
Sweat, blood, toil – an aggregation
Exploding with a jerk.
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#poem #poetry #humor #cartoon #toaster #electricity #halloween #water #october #saturday #2020 #davidebooker #103120
Filed under 2020, humor, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Whisper”
Whisper
Falling leaves of fall /
whisper their dying refrain: /
winter is coming.
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#whisper #falling #leaves #fall #refrain #winter #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #monday #103023 #2023
“Hanging”
Hanging
Hanging with the dead, /
may mean fingeratively,
or even your toes.
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#hanging #fingeratively #toes #dead #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #humor #halloween #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october sunday #102923 #2023
“Autumn descends”
Autumn descends
Old leaves and lost light, /
days of autumn descend on /
young cat and stone bench.
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#autumn #descend #leaves #old #light #young #cat #photo #poem #poetry #stone
#bench #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #saturday #102823 #2023
“Embrace”
Embrace
Iron bars may not a /
Prison make, but the Earth may /
Embrace you forever.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #photo #graveyard #prison #earth #davidebooker #tombstone #oldgray #halloween #autumn #102818 #writing #writer #photography #cemetery #oldgraycemetery
Filed under 2018, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
Photo finish Friday: “Seasonal waters”
Seasonal waters
It is the season. /
I drink from the mouth of death /
to quench my parched bones. /
Though I shall never be done /
for death now flows forth from me.
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#tanka #waka #season #death #waters #mouth #bones #photo #poem #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #friday #102723 #2023
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