Turning
Winter sky reflects /
in glass and in clouds: wonder, /
pain, weather, and blue.
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Tag Archives: weather
“Weather”
Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022
“Brushy Mountain”
Brushy Mountain
Watchers and watched speak /
Memories wet and cold as /
A Saturday rain.
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#rain #saturday #haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #davidebooker #october #2019 #prison #memories #brushymountainstatepenitentiary #watchers #watched #tennessee #102019
Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, Photo by author, photo by David E. Booker, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Benched”
Benched
Cane at a park bench. /
Borrowed book and found cap. /
Cold weather, warm words.
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“Weather”
Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022
Haiku and photo: “Weather”
Weather
Sky climbs the ladder, /
reaches the morning rooftop, /
and sings quiet blues.
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.
#ladder #sky #climbs #blue #rooftop #morning #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #knoxville #january #saturday #010122 #2022
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Poem: “Fat cells”
Fat cells
Fat cells live on /
Like the lyrics of a song /
Stuck in your ear. /
One from which you can’t get clear./
Fat cells live forever /
In fair or stormy weather, /
Regardless of if or whether /
You’d pack them away like winter sweaters. /
Fat cells never die, /
Nor really ever fry. /
Sweat them you may try, /
Butt they remain on hips and thighs. /
Fat cells are gleeful /
Thick and sticky as treacle. /
They can even be deceitful /
And they never say goodbye.
Filed under 2021, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker
Random act of poetry: “Frozen Prison”
“I’m stuck in Frozen Prison and time keeps draggin’ on.”
Frozen Prison
I hear the sleet a comin’
It’s rollin’ ’round the bend
And I ain’t seen the sunshine
Since, I don’t know when.
I’m stuck in Frozen Prison
And time keeps draggin’ on
But frozen rain keeps a-fallin’.
Oh, when will you be gone?
Why it was just yesterday
The weatherman told me, “Run!
Tomorrow won’t be a good day
And you won’t see the sun.”
But I walked around the town
Because I thought he lied
Now I hear that sleet a-fallin’
and hang my head and cry.
I bet there’s salt trucks rollin’
Up and down streets near and far.
Wrecker drivers drinkin’ coffee
And waitin’ for wrecked cars.
Well, I know it’s now a-comin’
I know it will be a big freeze.
Yet people keep a-movin’
And that’s what frightens me.
I saw the KUB truck rollin’
Easin’ down my street
Lookin’ for those wires
Hangin’ heavy with that sleet.
Well, if they freeze me in this prison
If that freezin’ rain falls fine
I bet it’ll be for days
I’ll have broken power lines.
Far from Frozen Prison
That’s where I want to stay
And I’d let that warmer weather
Blow all that blue away.
But I’m stuck in Frozen Prison
And time keeps draggin’ on.
That frozen rain keeps a-rollin’.
Oh, when will you be gone?
[–with apologies to Johnny Cash. Parody of “Folsom Prison,” which was written and sung by Johnny Cash. Parody by David E. Booker.]
Filed under 2015, absurdity, parody, poetry by author, Random acts of poetry
Haiku to you Thursday: “Light”
Light snow and flowers;
sky whistles a gray day tune —
Spring catches its breath.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Three leaves
Three leaves gather rain. /
Heavy with sky, touch the ground. /
Glistening repose.
Three leaves heavy with rain.
Filed under haiku, Photo by author, poem, poetry
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