Broken
Broken tree shades /
broken lives laid in graves, their /
names in stone and wind.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
To be
To be with the clouds, /
Guided by the morning winds, /
Smiling with the sun.
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Filed under 2021, haiku, photo by David E. Booker, Poetry by David E. Booker
Yesteryear or now /
Wind driven or motorized /
Welcome to your home.
I am the lost wind /
and an old oak leaf captured /
in a spider’s kiss.
A spider’s kiss
Caught, in the moment.
Caught, in the moment: /
wind and sun and banner and /
an eye upon time.
The wind and the truth, /
Whirl on fall’s brittle edge: /
Leaves and love are brown.
Filed under 2016, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Spring winds woo new grass. /
Some still brown and holding to /
Winter’s dark love.
Filed under 2016, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Wind whispers your name /
syllables ring with the chimes /
sweet, melodic hope.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Wind slaps the darkness /
folding into noisy flaps /
pieces of the night.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Wind slaps the darkness /
folding into noisy flaps /
pieces of the night.
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
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