
Spring
You came unannounced. /
Arising quickly in March. /
Blooms and promises.
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Spring
You came unannounced. /
Arising quickly in March. /
Blooms and promises.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #blooms #promises #unannounced #photooftheday #poemoftheday #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #march #thursday #2021

Dirty legs
Nothing brings forth Spring /
But buzzing and the hard work /
Of six dirty legs.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #flower #bee #pollen #legs #oldnorthknoxville #photooftheday #poemoftheday #davidebooker #march #saturday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Setting
The Earth turns away /
Receding her face from light. /
Buds hold spring within.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #spring #light #buds #earth #face #photooftheday #poemoftheday #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #tennessee #march #wednesday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Spring
Spring begins gray, /
Bleary eyes crusted with tears, /
Yawning into sun.
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Almost
Spring is almost there /
Budding slightly beyond sight /
And Winter’s dark cane.
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
The road less taken /
Rattles like a bare spring tree /
Only lonelier.

A thousand thieves may /
rip the jonquils from the ground /
but they can’t steal Spring.

Filed under 2018, photo by David E. Booker, poetry by author, Uncategorized
My ego tumbles /
among autumn rain and mud /
waiting for spring flowers.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
use blinking blinkers /
you fool in front of me, or /
Spring will end too soon.
Filed under 2017, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author