2025 - The Cracked Door

01/21/25 A New Day, A New Haiku

War complications
Unable to tell who’s good
Removal of virtue

Blast from the Past:

Powers of horrors:
Navigate the terrains of war,
On the boundaries

Finally alone
With the time now to wonder where
Everybody is

Blast from the Past:

Flag on the mountain
Temple of my familiar
Tattoos on the heart

Your legacy turns
To how others remake you
Till you’re forgotten

Posthumous title: Death from This World

Blast from the Past:

How long will it take
Until everything I do
Will be forgotten?

I wrote my poem for today a poem in the programming language Python instead of a haiku:

def nothing():
return 0

try:
perfection = 100
progress = 0
percent_of_success = perfection/progress
except:
nothing()

Blast from the Past:

What do you get by
Winning the rat race but to
Become the best rat

I gaze at the sky
As the clouds turn into
Dragons and tigers.

Blast from the Past:

Watching a fun film
Lying on the couch while two
Cats sleep at my feet

Who am I amidst
The quagmire of debate ‘tween
The self and its brain?

Blast from the Past:

Postmodern crisis:
The power of perspective,
Generative force

I am born anew
In every tomorrow
Approaching promise

Blast from the Past:

If you press hard enough,
Things will shift,
Breaks will come

-Opportunity