
Leaves and lovers
Sunlight and shadow, /
momentarily lovers: /
leaves and trees and time.
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Leaves and lovers
Sunlight and shadow, /
momentarily lovers: /
leaves and trees and time.
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#leaves #lovers #sunlight #shadows #trees #time #morning #fall #haiku #poem #poetry #davidebooker #november #wednesday #2021 #111721
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Time
Man made the time piece. /
Time’s moments make memories. /
The clock should not rule.
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#time #clock #memories #man #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #tree #oldnorthknoxville #fall #november #wednesday #2021 #111021

Not a curse
Get vaccinated. Wear a mask.
Neither are difficult tasks.
Do it for yourself and your friends to see.
Show compassion and responsibility.
It’s not a trick and it’s not a shame.
Treat yourself and others the same.
Kindness and courtesy are not a curse.
Being sick or dead would be far worse.
Rise up now and do your part.
A mask and a shot are moral places to start.
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#poem #poetry #halloween #pumpkins #davidebooker #102021
Filed under 2021, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Oh, my balls…
Oh, my balls are a tangled mess /
Clattered together like a car wreck compress. /
Oh, my balls are twisted tight. /
Not really painful, but oh, what a sight. /
Oh, my balls are dangling there /
Unable to move in the moaning air. /
Yes, my balls are one big wad. /
They’d be blue if attached to a bod. /
But thankfully, they’re just hanging there, /
Bunched up on their rack without a care.
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#poem #poetry #humor #balls #rack #pun #davidebooker #october #wednesday #2021 #101321
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Bee
Full morning glory. /
Empty bumble bee seeking. /
Shadow and light fall.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #fall #bumblebee #shadow #light #morningglory #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #photo #september #wednesday #2021
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Threads
We dangle by threads. /
Bloomed and unbloomed, each wet and /
Waiting on the wind.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #bloom #thread #dangle #wet #wind #davidebooker #photo #oldnorthknoxville #september #wednesday #2021
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Volunteer
Oh, Murder Mittens /
The unwanted assistant /
In the way gettin.’
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#haiku #poem #poetry #cat #volunteer #assistant #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #august #wednesday #2021

Patterns
“Wings,” said Icarus.
“Freedom,” offered Daedalus.
“Death,” decreed the Sun.
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Hanging
Some mornings don’t work. /
You try your best to succeed /
But you can’t hang on.
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Gathering
Bee hums to the beat /
Of sunflower serenade. /
Summer pollen song.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #summer #sunflower #pollen #bee #serenade #song #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #july #wednesday #2021
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