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Photo finish Friday: “Closer look”

After the summer rain /
Lily,  wet on her petals, /
drips again, renewed.

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Ego”

My ego tumbles /

among autumn rain and mud /

waiting for spring flowers.

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Sunday silliness: “That day”

Send away that day. /

That one! I don’t want it. /

It is called Monday.

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O’ this Problematic

O’ this problematic /

of all that is quite antic /

stands in ways dramatic /

at the lover’s front door. /

 

But it would be most ecstatic /

and even a touch fantastic /

to touch your life elastic /

once upon a time once more. /

 

Though time be a bit erratic /

and full of senseless static /

like a radio set to bombastic /

’tis you my heart adores. /

 

And though life is all to plastic /

with desires trifling spastic /

my mind trips the light romantic /

in wishing for amour. /

 

So, redact moments miasmic /

and reach for ones orgasmic /

and travel beyond the didactic /

until we reach each other’s door. /

 

–David E. Booker

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Haiku to you Thursday: “Fear most”

I fear most being /

a fool before the universe /

when I could have been.

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Random Acts of Poetry: “O’ Motivation”

O’ Motivation, /

You lost gyration /

Of agitation /

And sometimes vituperation, /

Why can’t I overcome /

This constipation, /

This consternation /

And subjugation of mental triangulation /

That I feel /

Keeping me from my goals? /

O’ this usurpation /

Of my concentration /

Is no vacation /

But abdication /

Surreal. /

Must I face with total resignation /

The certain and declining titration /

Of the limpid constellation /

That is my soul?

 

–David E. Booker

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Photo finish Friday: “Frayed Flag”

These colors may not run,
but sometimes they do fray.
I think it’s time to retire this one
and use a new one, today.

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