ETHNODATA1, Author at The Cracked Door - Daily Haikus

11/25/24 Haiku for the Day

Our apocalypse
Will have the indignity
Of fizzling slowly

Blast from the Past:

If the afterlife’s
Endless, then dying now or
Then has the same length.

Sit in a meeting
Solving random math problems:
The puzzle instinct

Blast from the Past:

Stuck here in a meeting
Only my dreams will wonder
These vivacious streets

Playing melodies
In the pattern of shadows
Against the white wall

Blast from the Past:

The wind must be a
Musician, and the trees her
Instruments.

Destroying the grand
Majesty of the blank page
With a squiggly line

Blast from the Past:

Filled with mysteries
Counted, compressed, and punctured
What is a haiku?

So many parts of the world
Assembled
To absorb sweat on my back:

The travels of my t-shirt

Blast from the Past:

Austere ties, vibrant
Music, and yet it is still
A church of hunger

I’d still haggle for
The price of an umbrella
After the rain stopped.

Blast from the Past:

Once you burn the wood,
The fire goes right out, so with
Cheating on others

I want to travel
To the land where the fireflies
Are eating rhinos.

Blast from the Past:

I have my dreams here,
If only I could force myself
To believe in them

There where the world ends,
Even there stands the promise
Of a great rainbow

Blast from the Past:

Journeying to the
Eight corners of the cosmos,
The butterfly flies

Our species stand tall
Among nature with grand lives
That end in our deaths.

Blast from the Past:

We laughed together
As we thought about what will
Happen after death

What do you do when
Who you are changes like the
Ship of Theseus

Blast from the Past:

They said to aim high
The top of the wall’s facade,
To Humpty Dumpty