Tag Archives: humor
“Daikon radish”
Daikon radish
My Daikon radish
Points to a fetish.
It’s a bit raffish
Lying there.
It’s a vegetable
That I’ll tell you
To dispel you
Of notions there.
Its shape suggests
That it’s erectile blessed
And why I guessed
That you stared.
But rest assured
Your point’s absurd.
There’s no aphrodisiac curd
Made the Daikon way.
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#poem #poetry #rhyming #humor #radish #Daikon #aphrodisiacfoods #aphrodisiac #fetish #february #sunday #2020 #vegetables #davidebooker #photo #wintermarket #knoxville #tennessee #020920
Filed under 2020, humor, photo, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Ode to chocolate”
Today is National Chocolate Cake Day and National Inane Answering Message Day or NIAD (Nigh-Add) for short.
So, go have a piece or two or chocolate cake and record this on your voicemail:
“I had cake. It was great.
Leave a message and I may relate.
Vanilla’s fine. Strawberry, too.
But chocolate’s the only one that’ll do.
Chocolate cake and chocolate frosting.
Chocolate from beginning to topping.
Leave a message after the beep,
Unless you’re a salesman or some beep-beep creep.”
Filed under 2024, photo, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Promises”
Promises
New Year’s promises /
leak and give way /
like a rusted pipe.
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#promises #rusted #pipe #newyear #leak #poem #poetry #happynewyear #haiku #haiga #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #january #friday #010524
“Drink the green”
Drink the green
If the red runs out, drink the green,
though the green can be quite mean.
Served at room temp or a little warmer,
it is said to make you adore the former.
It will drive you out into the day,
groping, hoping to get away
from awfulness in your mouth
that tastes like a mouse gone south.
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#122523 #poem # humor #holidays #christmas #davidebooker
Filed under 2023, Christmas, holiday, humor, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
Photo finish Friday: “Stale fortune”
Stale fortune
Fortune cookie says: /
disregard all other fortunes. /
Cookie tastes stale.
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#stale #fortune #cookie #disregard #poem #poetry #haiku #photo #haiga #humor #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #december #friday #122223 #2023
“Transcendental Pi”
Transcendental Pi
From the right Space Seed /
Grew the Amok Time baking.
Warped fork-ter for two.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writing #writer #pun #startrek #spaceseed #space #seed #amoktime #time #pi #pie #davidebooker #thanksgiving #pumpkin #november #thursday #2019 #112819
Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, poem, poet, poetry, poetry by author, Poetry by David E. Booker
“Dolly, 2018”
Dolly, 2018
To his coy mistress: /
my love shall never wig out. /
Oh, Dolly Parton.
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#112018 #112023 #Dolly #coy #mistress #wig #love #Parton #poem #poetry #haiku #haiga #humor #knoxville #davidebooker #bethsbooker #november #monday
A Modern Fractured Fairy Tale
So, the yellow brick road was paved with gold covered in green? A modern Fractured Fairy Tale.
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