Writing a haiku
When I’m not sure what to say
Put words on a page
Blast from the past:
Inspiration flees
When it realizes you’re
Desperately tracking it.
05/17/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Year: 2026
05/16/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
The sense of the self
Filters to us from every
Commercial we watch
Blast from the past:
The former ghost town
Now bristling with commuters
Dodging the ritzy
05/15/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
No matter the effort,
One cannot purify
Someone else for them
Blast from the past:
This moment will pass
Like all preceding moments
And all yet to come.
05/14/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
A day of rest where
I can just relax without
Anything to prove
Blast from the past:
Born with black and white.
Yellow and red comes. Fully
Could see with the blues.
05/13/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
A stale life is bad,
But you can turn it around.
Death is permanent.
Blast from the past:
Why would you lessen
An otherwise great life through
Such a boring death?
05/12/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Deep within me lies
The desire to raze the world
And build it anew.
Blast from the past:
In our land devoured
By myths of the exceptional
Advancing to “survive”
05/11/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Mud kicking up
Sliding down and sliding up
Push little by little
Blast from the past:
Comedy faces
Life’s contradictions and says
Something about it