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“Night”

Night

The weak sun declines. /

Street lights and windows seek hope. /

The night sky ascends…

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#night #windows #sun #lights #street #sky #night #hope #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #saturday #121424 #2024

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“Frame”

Frame

Houses frame windows, /

May evening sky frames clouds. /

Night frames light and dreams.

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#frame #night #houses #windows #sky #light #dreams #clouds #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #may #tuesday #052824 #2024

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“In the wind”

In the wind

Wind muscles the clouds. /

Stripped limbs reflect off windows, /

dancing in the past.

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#wind #clouds #limbs #windows #muscles #haiku #pome #poetry #photo #davidebooker #talltalestogo #february #wednesday #021622 #2022

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“Windows”

Windows

The light remains on /

though the room remains empty. /

Memories remain.

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#windows #remain #light #memories #empty #room #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #november #wednesday #110823 #2023

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“Light”

Light

Before the windows /

Shines the ceiling lamp, hanging /

Empty and yet full.

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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #davidebooker #february #saturday #2020 #lamp #light #window #empty #full #knoxville #tennessee #022220

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“In the wind”

In the wind

Wind muscles the clouds. /

Stripped limbs reflect off windows, /

dancing in the past.

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#wind #clouds #limbs #windows #muscles #haiku #pome #poetry #photo #davidebooker #talltalestogo #february #wednesday #021622 #2022

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“In the window”

In the window

Sunlight fades from sky. /

Evening rises in windows. /

House in silhouette.

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#haiku #photooftheday #poem #poetry #windows #sunlight #evening #sky #silhouette #house #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #tennessee #Friday #february #2021 #020521

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“Reflections”

Reflections

Reflections and runs. /

Descending winter sun plays /

off windows and clouds.

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#winter #sun #refections #runs #plays #windows #clouds #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #saturday #011423 #2023

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Photo finish Friday (and haiku) “In the window”

In the window

Sunlight fades from sky. /

Evening rises in windows. /

House in silhouette.

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#haiku #photooftheday #poem #poetry #windows #sunlight #evening #sky #silhouette #house #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #tennessee #Friday #february #2021

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Unwise wit: Pain of a different sort

Wise author Paul Coelho writes: Contrary to glasses and windows, a broken heart remains intact.

Unwise wit responds: That’s because it’s a pain of a different sort.

The window pain

The window pain ... in The Twilight Zone.

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