10/19/25 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: gt39

I strive to try to fly.
My lie is that I’d fly so high.
I cry each time I fly so high.
This lie that I will fly.
I can try to fly.
My time to fly is nigh.
If I fly, I’ll die.
I buy the lie to fly so high.
I fly to strive to try.
My eyes grow wide with pride.
I lied to fly so high I’d die.
I try my lie that I will fly.
My cry will fly so high.
My time to fly is nigh.
I fly to try to strive.
Can I just try to fly?
I fly with no cry to die.
I fly so high I cry.
I lie as I try to fly.
My try is that I’d fly so high.
I lie to fly so high.
I try by the by.
My cry will lie and die.
Don’t try to fly so high.
I hide to not fly so high I’d die.
I cry, why can’t I fly?
I grow my grand lie to fly so high.
I cry as I fly.
I want to try to fly.
I must fly to not die.
When I fly so high, I die.
Why lie when I can fly?
I must try to fly.
I fly so high I’ll die.
Less try. Just fly. Don’t die.

Blast from the Past:

But why long for wings?
My shoulders’ pang for freedom
Has kept me grounded.

10/15/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo Credit: Benoumechiaravymen

A midnight meeting
Woke up in the back of my van
To talk to the US

Blast from the Past:

A job will take all that you are willing to give it.

(An aphorism)

10/14/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo Credit: Me. I took the photo this time while in Patagonia.

The gentle breeze sweeps
Across the stale heat along
The dusty desert

Blast from the Past:

I’m in the hot sun
Swaying in my seat trying
To produce a breeze