On the wall
The body is gone. /
Prison is more than a place. /
Hope hangs on the wall.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
The next wall
Built with hopes and bones, /
we assail the next brick wall. /
Mortal to mortar.
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The days
Bars stand vertical /
Days scratched straight, then strike at four /
The wall bares my time.
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Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
The wall
Is it the wall or /
The reflection of the wall /
That holds you in?
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Filed under 2020, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Aliens arrived, /
bringing their wall with them. /
“KEEP OUT” their plaques charged.
Besides, he heard another wall might be coming … and he wanted nothing to do with that. The first one wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
Filed under 2017, cartoon by author, CarToonsday
The garden wall leans.
The wind rattles old vines as
the cold chains my heart.
Filed under haiku, poem, poetry by author, rattles
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