
Possum love
The night was fulsome. /
The opossum was hungry. /
Bird seed made a feast.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photooftheday #poemoftheday #opossum #possum #seed #night #feast #oldnorthknoxville #february #sunday #2021 #021421

Possum love
The night was fulsome. /
The opossum was hungry. /
Bird seed made a feast.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #photooftheday #poemoftheday #opossum #possum #seed #night #feast #oldnorthknoxville #february #sunday #2021 #021421

Anew
Summer work anew /
sprouting from seed to flower /
to pollen to bee.
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#071218 #summer #work #pollen #bee #flower #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #photo #poetry #poem #haiku #july #2018
Filed under 2018, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Disc florets
Within the one, many. /
Disc florets bloom and then seed. /
New sunflowers loom.
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#disc_florets #bloom #sunflower #seed #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #july #sunday #071022 #2022
Filed under 2022, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Fades
Love in the Mist fades, /
grows spindly and goes to seed /
in the ground and heart.
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#love-in-the-mist #flower #seeds #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #ildnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #friday #052022 #2022

No reservations
Perched along the roof. /
Awaiting seed arrival: /
No reservations.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #no_reservations #seeds #birds #roof #december #wednesday #2020 #photooftheday #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #120220
Filed under 2020, haiku, Old North Knoxville

The birds
Birds descend to seeds /
Hanging in the winter air. /
Late sun shows mercy.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writer #writing #davidebooker #winter #sun #birds #seeds #oldnorthknoxville #knoxville #tennessee #thursday #2020 #mercy
Filed under 2020, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
You have probably heard the story of the princess and the pea, of how she could feel the small pea under the mattress, despite the comfort of the rest of the bed, and how this little thing disturbed her and distinguished her from every other young lady who slept on the bed.
Ideas for stories, novels, essays, and poems often start the same way: some little something catches your attention and for one reason or another you can’t let go of it. It disturbs and distinguishes your imagination from the imaginations of everyone else, even other writers.
But unlike the pea in bed, often that little something will crop up at the oddest of times or in the oddest of places. That is why it is a good idea to keep pen and a notebook handy. It can be a small notebook, or even a piece of paper. Not everything you write down will turn into some crowing achievement, but it is certainly easier to discard a scribble later, once you’ve had a chance to consider it, than it is to try to remember that little, nagging seed of an idea later.
So, keep something handy to write with and write on. You never know when inspiration, like a little seed, will sprout something your way.
Filed under Photo by author, Writing Tip Wednesday