2024 - The Cracked Door

9/15/24 Haiku for the Day

Oh, do you really
Understand the sound of spring
Rain on the soft brook?

Blast from the Past:

Why continue a
School of thought? Craft your style. Don’t
Rest beneath their hedge.

The chapter ended
With no summons, no climax,
No theme, no punchline.

Blast from the past:

A lot of racket
From a small frog jumping
Into a puddle

This peak I just climbed
Seemed way out of reach until
The very last step

Blast from the past:

Be the change you want,
Or simply change the nature
Of being itself

Not all who wander
Are lost, but some wanderers
Decide to stay put.

Blast from the past:

Should I work to fix
My pigeon-toed walk to God?
I’m best on my knees

Why do I want wings?
Pangs inside like pokes of bones
From that which I crave.

Blast from the past:

At what point do you
Discover the name you were
Meant to give yourself?

I crawl back into
That space of
Unfamiliarity.

Blast from the past:

Earth, how big you are,
And how small we humans are
In comparison?

Pathways of power
The world lit only by fire
Strength in what remains

Blast from the Past:

She loved reading books
To candlelight that with age,
Her eyes strain to read.