Towering buildings shrink
Into spots on a grid
As this grid too
Becomes one of only a few dots
Of human habitation
On this vast planet
Blast from the Past:
Realizing my job’s
One drop in the ocean of
Human endeavor
03/29/26 A New Poem for a New Day
Year: 2026
03/28/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
We stand. We fall.
We pretend we were
Never meant to stand together at all
Blast from the Past:
The world’s one with me
and my freedom as we each
Create the other.
03/27/26 A New Poem for a New Day
I sit in the humid air
Trying to sleep
Music blares from a nearby church
It’s not even 6:00 am
Blast from the Past:
Brainstorming: A burst
Of ideas but they vanish
Once pen’s in hand
03/26/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
As I paint these words
In my poem, I really
Paint my very heart
Blast from the Past:
My thoughts fall like rain
As I grab as many as I can
As words for you
03/25/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
May you go quietly
Into the night, while I follow
Kicking and screaming
Blast from the Past:
If death is nothing
Then the pursuit of pleasure
Is life’s sole purpose.
03/24/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Don’t tell me today
Is the best day of my life.
That would mean that all
Future days will be worse than
How I feel in this moment
Blast from the Past:
When the light fades out
Remember: all you worked for
Will one day decay
03/23/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Let us walk into
The abyss knowing that we’ll
Never be the same
Blast from the Past:
The weight of freedom
Drags me far down the abyss
The trick? To lift it.