Full moon, sullen sky /
shrouding the predawn light: /
obscured and then freed.
Full moon, sullen sky /
shrouding the predawn light: /
obscured and then freed.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Slate gray morning sky. /
Sun red-chalks the horizon. /
The lessons begin.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
You were once mine, /
Arrayed with the dawn’s fire: /
Reds and clouds and sun.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
The blue fedora
Try as he might;
try as he will
it became apparent
there was nothing for him still.
He worked to the bone
and then he worked beyond.
When one day somebody asked
he was already gone.
Air apparent to a world
that had passed him by.
With his blue fedora
he took off for the sky.
Maybe some day he’ll make it
up there to one of the stars.
Some say that’s far enough;
others say it’s much too far.
Maybe some day you’ll see him
chasing dreams or chasing a cat
the air apparent man
and his blue fedora hat.
–David E. Booker
In honor of National Hat Day.
Filed under 2016, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday, poetry by author
Dawn paints a pale blue. /
Clouds look like flat, black atolls. /
Sky is sea above.
Filed under 2015, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
The moon says, “See me.” /
A bridge across the night sky /
phasing light and tides.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Dew upon the grass /
Stars upon the nighttime sky /
Gas, light, water, life.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Sunlight, eternal lie /
says no other in the sky. /
Nightly suitors shine.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author