2025 - The Cracked Door

02/23/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Sowing bombs
Lingering fury at the poor
Seeds of destruction

Blast from the Past:

As the earth consumes
Me, fever and loss are all
That can protect me.

Always looking out
Guarding against foreign threats
Never gazing in

Another version with a different emphasis and themes:

Always looking out
To ward off threats, never sees
The beauty within

All I did today
I did as if others were
Watching over me

Blast from the Past:

Nothing’s more of a
Waste and annoyance than
Careless solemnity.

You know what has a
Soul based on what decides to
Keep its own secrets

Blast from the Past:

Lying to live, or
Living to deceive, losing
Credibility

Life is growth, so if
We’re not growing together,
We’re growing apart

Blast from the Past:

Grow what is working,
And then improve what is not.
Iterative process.

What is poetry?
Remove the words and meaning,
Poetry’s what’s left.

Blast from the Past:

Poets can’t afford
Only to sing about their
True inspiration

Measured, cyclic, slow:
A brief history of time
Reveals many constructs

Blast from the Past:

Nations rise and
Decline, a tide back and forth
In all history