
From many
From many, one drops /
Earthward, away from the sky. /
No seeds in the sun.
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From many
From many, one drops /
Earthward, away from the sky. /
No seeds in the sun.
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#seeds #sun #one #many #falling #earth #sky #poem #poetry #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #January #thursday #011923 #2023

Posed
Posed for the decline /
of man, the cat climbs the tree /
after starlings and stars.
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Become
When I think of you /
today will always become /
the past.
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#become #past #today #you #think #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #thursday #011223 #2023&

Happy Eve
Happy Triskaidekaphobia Eve
To all who practice and believe.
Beware now that sidewalk crack
For you may break your mother’s back.
You’ve probably already broken her heart,
With your non replies or answers smart.
So she has now visited upon you
This Friday day over which to stew.
The Ides of March did Caesar in,
His conspirators waited until the middle to begin.
But this Friday and this thirteen
Stabs without antagonist seen.
There is always one and up to three
To torment you, to not let you be.
So, gird your loins and be on your guard,
Lest you be hoisted by your own petard.
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Filed under 2023, Cartoon, poem, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Room
This Earth /
with all its old tragedies /
still has room for me.
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Dad joke, number 2
A dad joke, you can /
always tell, but never can /
you tell it, “Can can.”
#can #can_can #dad #joke #pun #tell #senryu #poem #poetry #haiku #cartoon #pickles #briancrane #davidebooker #december #thursday #122922 #2022
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One day
One day, we will leave /
our decrepit homes. Maybe /
then ourselves will fly.
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Stains
Emptying your /
old pockets, I find dead masks /
stained with your phlegm.
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Sun—
Sun— fading light and /
flower too soon meet their fall. /
Seeds of night and death.
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