
Wit
Wit is like a screw: /
biting enough to grab hold, /
tight enough to stay.
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Wit
Wit is like a screw: /
biting enough to grab hold, /
tight enough to stay.
.
.
#wit #screw #hold #stay #biting #tight #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #auburnalabama #davidebooker #february #thursday #022725 #2025

One of these days
Oh tree, my tree,
Please hide me.
I want to stay
Away today.
I don’t want work
Nor stupid jerks
To come my way.
I want to be
By my little tree
And fill my my days
With poetry.
Oh tree, little tree
Stand by me.
Please, please
Hide me.
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#011723 #tree #work #jerk #hide #days #please #poetry #rhyming #january #tuesday #davidebooker
Filed under 2023, photo, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker, rhyming poetry

Goodbye
Footsteps here and gone. /
What you hold you someday lose. /
What you embrace stays.
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#footprints #hold #embrace #gone #stays #haiku #poem #poetry #goodbye #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #january #sunday #012322 #2022