Which way should I go?
Oh heart, oh heart, where to go?
Just let the wind blow
Blast from the Past:
Moving on through your
Criteria, uncontained
Like the roving wind
04/18/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Author: ETHNODATA1
04/17/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
How long can we stand here
Pretending
Those gods are valid
Blast from the Past:
I am a diamond,
Or at least I hope all of
This stress was worth it
04/16/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
What is a haiku?
Five plus seven then five more
Just an equation?
Blast from the Past:
Inspiration comes
From within your minds eye but
So does writer’s block.
(I’m back with internet, able to post now. Over the next few days, you’ll see me post my haikus from the last few days.)
04/15/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Who can I take my complaint to
When my problem is
Existence itself?
Blast from the Past:
What do you do now
That your daily existence
Has lost its meaning?
04/14/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Shouting, never listening
Everything is opposition
What a pathetic encounter
Blast from the Past:
Sitting and waiting
Just as you stipulated
Forced passivity
Announcement: I will be offline for a few days
I will be in a remote area with limited internet for a few days. I will still write my haikus, but I won’t have the WiFi to post them. I will post the haikus from this time later after I get back.
04/13/26 A New Poem for a New Day
Do something grand
Do something amazing
But you won’t do any good
If you come guns a blazing
Blast from the Past:
Would an avenged pot
Ever really manage to
Hold water again?
04/12/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
It’s worthless to think
It’s worthless to analyze
When no one else seems to
Blast from the Past:
Can’t think beyond so
What do you do? You bully.
Harm those who differ.
04/11/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
The smallest of things
Zooms up close after a while
Whispering “Hello!”
Blast from the Past:
Uncover the core
Of the impossible. See
The world around you.
04/12/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
My words keep hyphen-
Ating. My eyes always dash-
Ing to the next line.
Blast from the Past:
blah blah blabba blah
those are your five plus seven
plus five syllables