ETHNODATA1, Author at The Cracked Door - Daily Haikus

10/26/24 Haiku for the Day

We can’t see those past
Nor know all people to come;
Eternal present

Blast from the past:

To see the future
As if it were. What awful
Past will lead to this?

Stuck in the water
One wave after another
The wind hurls toward

Blast from the past:

Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down

Out of the ocean,
Rise sparkling buildings like a
Magnifying glass

Blast from the Past:

Stern buildings gazing down
On bare avenues
Through lifeless window panes

Climbing down from their
Pedestal: Looks less severe
In comparison

Blast from the past:

The route is much more
Important to me than the
End destination

Oysters in our beds
Holding tight to protect from
Knowledge’s fierce waves

Blast from the past:

Everything shrinks as
I delve closer to where the
Known and unknown meet

I am a deep gorge,
Basking sulkingly in the
Great sound of silence.

Blast from the past:

When the troll sleeps,
The crows would demand a toll
At the bridge crossing.

With grand eloquence
We build our cultures upon
Our upcoming deaths

Blast from the past:

Ancient Egypt: Once
Everything. Now sand-roofed dunes.
All societies end.

When you finally
Stand atop the mountain’s peak,
You loose the great climb

Blast from the past:

Climb up the mountain
Plant your flag to stake your claim
Accomplish nothing

Poetry is the
Discovery of things I’ve
Never seen before

Blast from the Past:

Writing my haiku
There into the sand as the
Wave finishes it

Nestling softly
In the space between two legs
Safe, warm, and cozy

Blast from the past:

Sitting on my couch
Cozying with a book as
The storms rage outside