
First
Yellow and skyward, /
the first Susan of the season. /
Flower and freedom.
.
.
#first #yellow #skyward #Susan #season #flower #freedom #haiku #poem # poetry #knoxvilletn #davidebooker #051425tp #may #friday #2025 #051625 #photobynataliekurylo

First
Yellow and skyward, /
the first Susan of the season. /
Flower and freedom.
.
.
#first #yellow #skyward #Susan #season #flower #freedom #haiku #poem # poetry #knoxvilletn #davidebooker #051425tp #may #friday #2025 #051625 #photobynataliekurylo
Filed under 2025, haiku, photo, Photo Finish Friday, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker

Abandoned
Piled in the corner, /
abandoned by the season: /
summer dreams and leaves.
.
.
#abandoned #summer #dreams #leaves #corner #season #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #wednesday #121824 #2024

Old parchment
Fall leaves touch sidewalk, /
plucked from a season’s fancy, /
curled as old parchment.
.
.
#old #parchment #leaves #sidewalk #season #fall #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #wednesday #102324 #2024

Fall leaves
Blueberry’s fall leaves /
reflect red with the season, /
soon brown with winter.
.
.
#fall #winter #blueberry #leaves #reflect #red #brown #haiga #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #monday #november #112723 #2023

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.
.
.
#tanka #waka #season #death #waters #mouth #bones #photo #poem #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #friday #102723 #2023
Life
Seasons change. /
Decorations do, too. /
Some gone too soon.
.
.


Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Sunday story

Seasonal Greetings
I got a Christmas card from you. /
Now, dang it, I feel obligated to /
Send you one in return, /
A card to make your envy burn. /
Yes, and it will be homemade. /
By my hand, the artistry bade. /
Or maybe something sentimental and rank, /
Since all I draw is to draw a blank.
Filed under 2021, Christmas, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Silly Saturday

Election
Election season. /
Candidates sprout, but only /
a few truly bloom.
.
.
#haiku #poem #poetry #candidates #sprout #bloom #election #season #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #citycouncil #davidebooker #photooftheday #poemoftheday #june #wednesday #2021
#063021
Debate in our hearts /
In this season of our lives /
Affords us new growth.
Filed under 2020, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker