Street seen
I wore shadows.
She wore light.
We met in the street.
The breeze played at painting us together.
The sun declined to stay.
For a moment,
As the light faded,
raindrops dappled, and the breeze whispered,
We were as one.
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Filed under 2022, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
The street
Red lights strip the dark /
Sirens usurp the silence /
Need consumes the street.
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Lottery tickets, /
phone sex ads, cigarette butts: /
fake pleasures turned trash.
Filed under 2018, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
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