To avoid thinking,
Not reflecting; for some that’s
What it means to live
Blast from the Past:
The fool entices,
“This is just the way things are.
Don’t overthink it.”
04/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Year: 2025
04/19/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Beautiful rainbow,
I rush towards its beauty;
It just disappears.
Blast from the Past:
The waves surge forward
Just to rush back to the depths,
An eternal dance
04/18/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Desire’s soggy crust
Manufacturing the real
Sorrows like closed rooms
Blast from the Past:
The only people I enjoy
Are the mad ones
Who desire everything all at once
And refuse to compromise
04/17/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The intrepid wind
Decides to invite the storm
To your day of fun
Blast from the Past:
After the rains fall, the plants grow.
(An aphorism, not a poem this time)
04/16/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Coming from the ground,
Sulphur vents out the shrubs of
The tundra wasteland
Blast from the Past:
Microbes glistening
The ocean water under
The clear starlit sky
My first haiku is about the sulphur vents common in the Rotorua area of New Zealand. The second haiku is about the bioluminescent microbes native to some of the waters in Puerto Rico and other parts of the Caribbean.
04/15/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Nothing to see here
If things were all different
You will not escape
Blast from the Past:
Have we trapped ourselves
Inside unsatisfying
Narratives of gain?
04/14/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Why are we the ones
Sacrificed to uphold your
False reality?
Blast from the Past:
It takes resilience
To stand so long in the absence
Of authentic gods