
Illigals
The Illigals live /
In a language foreign made /
On a patch misspelled.
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Illigals
The Illigals live /
In a language foreign made /
On a patch misspelled.
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#poem #haiku #davidebooker #poetry #poet #Illinois #gals #illigals #illegals #satire #misspelling #typo #June #Thursday #2021
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker

Light
Within us is light: /
new as a summer morning, /
old as lost moments.
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Tilt
Do you run like Mercury? /
Straight arrow to the end? /
Is you love like Venus? /
Head over heals to begin? /
Are you a quarter way over, /
Mars tilted into battle? /
Or are you Uranus, /
Cockeyed like a rattle? /
Jupiter tilts only slightly /
As the mighty often do. /
Saturn, Neptune, and Ol’ Earth /
Bend as if they’ve had a few, /
Hanging out with Mars, /
Swapping stories, one or two. /
All the planets have stories /
And each an angle of repose. /
That includes Pluto, to whom /
Some have turned up their collective nose.
Filed under 2021, Poetry by David E. Booker, solar system

A part apart
Us apart, a part /
of us still locked down because /
of a lack of love.
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Anger is a stone /
clattering for attention, /
never finishing.
Filed under 2021, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker

Do not donut
Oh, do not donut. /
Sprinkles or plain entice me. /
Homemade make it home.
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Past present
beauty in the light
raging from long ago.
Filed under 2021, haiku, Haiku to You Thursday, Poetry by David E. Booker

When
When I’m old, I’ll don /
a lavender sheet and stand /
in my cold decline.
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Hand placement
My shifting hands say: /
See, speak, and hear no idea. /
Hands down, they lie.
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Grip
What has died reaches /
into what has yet to live. /
Holding and leaving.
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