
Lighting
Lights: some on, some off, /
some solid, some reflections, /
hang from tree or glass.
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#lights #reflections #tree #glass #haiku #poem #poetry #christmas #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #december #sunday #122621 #2021

Lighting
Lights: some on, some off, /
some solid, some reflections, /
hang from tree or glass.
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#lights #reflections #tree #glass #haiku #poem #poetry #christmas #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #december #sunday #122621 #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Holding
Finger points gently. /
He holds forth under the tree. /
Santa says, “Not yet.”
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#santa #tree #christmas #presents #waiting #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #sunday #2021 #121921

Oh, Deer Meat
Oh, deer meat, what can I say? /
What won’t offend you if I play? /
A word here, a word there, /
But venison I must play with care.
#pun #cartoon #deer #meat #venison #santa #holidays #humor #christmas #davidebooker #121221

Fainting tree
Oh, those fainting Christmas trees.
They are a sight to see,
Can’t be left alone, can’t be.
You went to spread some cheer,
So let me be clear,
It wasn’t me here,
It was the cat.
Like the serpent in the tree,
She tempted me
And now you see
Where we’re at.
She challenged me,
Said I couldn’t be free,
That there would be
No Christmas present for me
Unless I ran around the tree
And that’s when it went ker-splat.
It fainted dead away.
I don’t know what to say.
It fainted that way.
The power cord’s now frayed.
Yes, it happened today.
I blame the cat.
Yes, sparks flew,
There was a spark or two,
Arcing a translucent blue,
Singed the cat through and through.
No, I don’t know where she’s at.
So, those fainting Christmas trees,
Looks like they just can’t be
Left unattended, you see.
I think we can right the tree,
Set it up to be
Fully faint free
With no cat calamity
Without the cat.
Filed under 2021, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Sunday silliness

Beyond
Beyond withered leaves, /
bright buds promise renewal /
from the same dark root.
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#withered #leaves #buds #renewal #root #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #sunday #2021 #120521
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Beyond
Beyond withered leaves, /
bright buds promise renewal /
from the same dark root.
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#withered #leaves #buds #renewal #root #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #december #sunday #2021 #120521

Fall beach
A beach of asphalt. /
Waves of fallen autumn leaves. /
Lingering shadows.
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#leaves #autumn #waves #shadows #beach #asphalt #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #november #sunday #2021 #112821
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Morning paint
Day’s palette starts slow, /
Brushes into the moments /
Night has left undone.
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#morning #color #brush #moments #palette #night #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #november #sunday #111421 #2021

Only
Halloween heart eek. /
She left me; I could not speak./
Only ghostly shriek.
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#pun #eek #heart #shriek #ghost #halloween #heartbroken #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #sunday #2021 #103121