Such intricacies
In every human soul.
Who would murder that?
Blast from the Past:
Indifference to the
Suffering of fellow humans
Corrodes our souls.
07/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Author: ETHNODATA1
07/29/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Our souls are only the
Side we can see; regime
Of lost consciousness
Blast from the Past:
In the waiting room
For dental surgery.
What even is an
Experience
If you can’t remember it
Afterwards?
What is consciousness
Without memory?
As anesthesia
Dissipates
My questions away
07/28/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
It is the light there
At the end of the tunnel
The blinds you the worst
Blast from the Past:
The Dragon only
Hides in darkness where the light
Can shine the brightest
07/27/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Life came and found me
Conquest of the ordinary
Unwelcome pilgrim
Blast from the Past:
Life has always been
Far too short not to put on
Footy pajamas.
07/26/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
When they’re ready,
No matter how little you work,
Flowers will still bloom.
An alternative version:
With little effort,
The flowers will still bloom
When they are ready
07/25/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
When the world doesn’t work,
At least she had impatience,
Sullen strategist
Blast from the Past:
Waiting for this to
Make sense—wasting so much time
Better spent searching
07/24/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
When you chase rabbits,
You may end up happening
On a wonderland.
Blast from the Past:
I am the spark of
Near irrelevance meant to
Recenter our acts.
07/23/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Ballast of falseness
All action is projection
Instinctive duty
Blast from the Past:
What’d feel like to be
In a world that’s a projection
Of another?
07/22/25 A New Landay Poem for a New Day
My plane departs towards a new world
A long long time ago, I left my own world behindEveryone I meet here welcomes me
Cultural cousins of the ones I just visitedKindred spirits but islands apart
Many here cannot afford to see their fellow kinA short flight, but they might as well be
A world away from this island that makes up their homeA world I can traverse on each of
My many flights as I hop around to see what’s here
This one is a landay poem, which is made up of 9 syllable then 13 syllable couplet. They are supposed to demonstrate contrasts.
Blast from the Past:
Tossed into this world
You will receive everything
Will it be enough?
07/21/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
I suffer from life
Heavy eyes and empty brain
The roads are traveled
Blast from the Past:
When sleep finally
Catches up to me, I’ll rest
For eternity