Category Archives: Photo by Beth Booker

Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Clouds”

All my friends are clouds /

Scuttling across the sky /

Whispering thunder.

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Monday morning writing joke: “F-bomb”

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There once was a purveyor of F-bombs /
Who dropped them like words of a psalm. /
One day on a streak /
He went well passed his peak /
Now his voice squeaks with lavender charm.

 

 

 

 

 

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Haiku to you Thursday (and photo): “Irresistible”

It is not a nut. /
It is a legume, you say. /
I say, It’s a truck.

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Haiku and Photos: “Signs and Voices”

Hurray for those who /
lift their voices and their signs. /
Behold a new Day.

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Rain will not dampen /
nor NRA lies decide /
the truth, nor the youth.

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Photo finish Friday: “No Oxygen Allowed”

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Photo finish Friday: “Jim’s where?”

"He went where?"

“He went where?”

Huck and Tom sat on a bridge fence overlooking a river. They were older now, and somewhat wiser, but still sometimes lost in the details of life.

“You think Jim would like to see this river?” Tom asked.

“I think he was a-sick of rivers after that adventure a few years back. I heard that when the raftin’ was all over, and the adventurin’ out in the Territories was done, ol’ Jim hitched himself up to politics and did right well up there in Washington.”

Tom thought about it for a moment. “How look he been there?”

“I hear it’s been about eight years.”

“Eight? Well, that might just be enough to make him mean.”

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Photo finish Friday: “Heat wave”

Some things you shouldn't let slide.

Some things you shouldn’t let slide.

Oh, poor mannequin
let things slip again.
You say because you’re thin
that they just slide.

You stand there headless
and couldn’t regret less
if you create a mess
because of your body pride.

But dear mannequin
though the times are thin
we can’t let you begin
to leave nothing to hide.

So, pull up your bottoms
or starting this autumn
you’ll only flaunt them
in the dumpster outside.

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