
Rattle
Clouds as spare change /
rattling in a gray pocket. /
Life is cold within.
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Rattle
Clouds as spare change /
rattling in a gray pocket. /
Life is cold within.
.
.
#rattling #spare #change #pocket #clouds #life #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #sunday #012625 #2025

Jingle
Dimes in my pocket /
jingle with the promise /
of larger chains.
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Waves goodbye
Elvis in your pocket, /
sky in your heart, you ride /
light’s abandoned waves.
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#waves #elvis #pocket #sky #heart #quest #photo #poem #poetry #haiga #haiku #devember #davidebooker #knoxville #070223 #december #wednesday #121323 #2023
Filed under 2023, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
Empty as a pocket /
We compared mythologies /
Midnight to devastation.
Filed under 2019, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Our pockets empty
we compare mythologies
under the eclipse.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Empty as pockets –
midnight to devastation –
we delude our myths.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author