February 7, 2025 · 10:40 pm
Rusted heart
Tin man rusted his heart, /
not in Emerald City, but /
behind fallen eyes.
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Rusted heart
Tin man rusted his heart, /
not in Emerald City, but /
behind fallen eyes.
.
.
#rusted #heart #emeraldcity #eyes #tinman #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #february #friday #020725 #2025
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October 28, 2022 · 11:07 pm
Wont
Oz left the tin man, /
as wizards are wont to do. /
Autumn eats metal.
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#wizards #tinman #oz #autumn #metal #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #october #friday #102822 #2022
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