Pastel Dreams
The cloud’s pastel dream /
of whispers and promises,
of spring scents rising.
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Pastel Dreams
The cloud’s pastel dream /
of whispers and promises,
of spring scents rising.
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#pastel #dream #whispers #promises #spring #scents #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #march #thursday #032124 #2024
Winter wind
The winter wind roars, /
fulsome in its bellowing, /
but spring still whispers.
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Hints and whispers
Shadows and poems /
whisper to walls and papers /
hints of greater worlds.
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Whispers
Beneath my tired cane, /
the floor whispers its beauty /
to the soles passing.
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#whispers #soles #floor #cane #beauty #passing #photo #haiga #poem #poetry #haiku #knoxville #davidebooker #jaunary #friday #011224 #2024
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Hints
Fall is dropping hints. /
Yellow, brown, red, orange notes. /
Winter whispers: “Yes.”
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#yellow #notes #brown #fall #hints #winter #whispers #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #talltalestogo #august #thursday #080422 #2022
Machine
Machine thrums onward, /
whispers its contrived results, /
even when you’re gone.
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#machine #results #whispers #thrums #absence #haiku #senryu #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #february #saturday #021222 #2022
Shapes
Rain whispers. /
Water cups into footprints. /
Fog molds soft shapes.
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#rain #water #fog #footprints #shapes #whispers #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #monday #013023 #2023
Machine
Machine pushes onward, /
whispers its contrived hope, /
even in absence.
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#machine #whispers #hope #absence #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #october #thursday #100622 #2022
Threshold
Today speaks decay. /
Memory echoes the past. /
Threshold whispers, “Why?”
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#threshold #why #echoes #whispers #today #memory #speaks #decay #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #talltalestogo #june #saturday #062522 #2022
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Mother
Your garden whispers /
your name, unfolds your beauty /
in each bright petal.
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#garden #whispers #mother #beauty #name #petal #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #sunday #050822 #2022
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