August 10, 2022 · 3:08 pm

Haikubaru
The Haikubaru — /
fully versed in getting you /
there in metered style.
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#pun #humor #haikubaru #verse #meter #poem #poetry #haiku #davidebooker #august #wednesday #081022 #2022
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August 1, 2022 · 6:20 am
There once was writer named Maxwell/
Who wrote only things factual /
Imagination, he said, /
Was not in his head. /
Then he was eaten by a Pterodactyl.
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July 25, 2022 · 6:37 am
There one was a writer named Flynn, /
Who had trouble knowing where to begin. /
In medias res, /
he heard was the place. /
but he didn’t know how to get in.
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June 12, 2022 · 10:01 pm

Gone
Hot, he once was. /
Then, deliquesced, he was gone. /
Humid spot and cane.
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#cane #heat #humid #gone #deliquesce #senryu #haiku #poem #poetry #photo #davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #june #sunday #061222 #2022
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