Photo finish Friday: “Taste is Summer”

Taste is Summer

Dance, proboscis, dance.

Nectar of the cone flower

sways with your summer.

.

.

#davidebooker #oldnorthknoxville #haiku #poem #photooftheday #tennessee #proboscis #dance #flower #summer #july #friday #2021

073021

Haiku to you Thursday: “Out There”

Out there

Out there is in here. /

Rain, turmoil, thunder, lightning /

Pain, grief, love, release.

.

.

#haiku #poem #poetry #oldnorthknoxville #clouds #pain #rain #love #release #wednesday #lightning #july #2020 #photooftheday #knoxville #davidebooker #tennessee #grief

072920

Haiku and photo: “The sky”

The sky

The clouds above me /

Form around a dust whisper /

Cry into the night.

.

.

#haiku #poem #poetry #photooftheday #davidebooker #clouds #dust #night #cry #july #tuesday #2020 #sky

072820

Haiku and photo: “The journey”

The journey

Into the wide world, /

One step begins the unknown /

One heart brings new love.

Haiku and photo: “Tune”

Tune

A thousand gray clouds /

can be banished from the sky /

humming your own tune.

.

.

#haiku #poem #poetry #clouds #tune #banished #sky #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #photo #july #tuesday #2021

cARtOONSdAY: “wRITE oN”

And, one hopes, a good story or two, as well.

Poem and photo: “The Oldies”

The Oldies

Yep. You’ve joined music history. /

The years may have been a mystery /

Tour through your youth /

Those awkward days of uncouth /

Where nothing you could say /

Would make the world go your way. /

Then the adult years came onset /

Full of hopes and some regrets, /

But your dreams lingered on /

Back by a three-chord song. /

Now the dreams have faded, /

A little tattered and debated, /

Then a song comes along, /

From your youth where it belongs, /

And it takes you back /

To those hopes gone slack. /

And you think, once again, /

It’s not too late to begin again. /

The melody comes your way /

Takes you back to halcyon days. /

But then that new technology /

Slaps you into where you ought to be. /

The dial face say the song is an Oldie. /

It spells it plainly and not boldly. /

You say, No, this can’t be so. /

Of the future you won’t let go. /

Oh no, oh no, oh no! /

You listen to the song /

That favorite tune that brought you along /

Through your youth uncouth /

Then into your adult truth. /

You listen again to the tune, /

Spot a star to the left of the Moon, /

And once more your dreams unfurl /

From the corner of your heart where they lay curled. /

To boldly go and now you won’t stop. /

To the moon is only the first hop. /

Then the song reaches its end /

And the night further sets in. /

The crickets chirp; the sirens wail /

And your dreams seem a bit stale. /

You fold them up and take them in /

And hope The Oldies come again. /

It may not now be like was /

And time has taken what it does, /

But you still feel the ancient fires /

And until the day the light expires, /

You will be now as you were then: /

Striving, seeking, finding, and not giving in.

072621

Haiku and photo: “Reach”

Reach

I am not a dream. /

Your waking will not end me. /

Lower that snack — now.

.

.

#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #davidebooker #writer #writing #cat #snack #dream #waking #snack #reach

Photo finish Friday: “Golden”

Golden

Morning light reflects /

Golden from the tablecloth. /

Toast and tea awake.

.

.

#haiku #photo #poem #poetry #morning #light #golden #tablecloth #toast #tea #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #july #friday #2021

Haiku to you Thursday: “Shades”

Shades

Shadows and lost saints: /

reflections and projections, /

exits and entrances.

.

.

#haiku #poem #poetry #shades #shadows #saints #reflection #projection #exit #entrance #oldnortknoxville #davidebooker #july #thursday #2021 #senryu

072221