
In this strange world,
What hope can we find beyond
What we bring with us?
Blast from the Past:
Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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In this strange world,
What hope can we find beyond
What we bring with us?
Blast from the Past:
Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down

A word to the wise:
Always remember to breathe
Instead of yelling
Blast from the Past:
Out of anger and spite
You shot yourself in the foot.
Forgot the ricochet

I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars
Blast from the Past:
The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with

Can you ever
Smell the scent
Of your own breath?
Blast from the Past:
Cuddle in puddles
Snuggle by bitty puggles
Crumple on rumples

Maybe the times when
We are off-track are when we
Are most together
Blast from the Past:
The contemplative
Dislike anything growing
Outside its season

Today I wrote an aphorism instead of a poem:
Instead of asking whether someone is a good person, sometimes the better question to ask is who are they a good person to? Some people are only good to themselves and maybe those closest to them.
Blast from the Past:
Each day, two choices:
Cast out the bad out of yourself,
Or receive the good.

Don’t drink the honey
Unless you want to attract
Some curious bears
Blast from the Past:
The higher you climb,
The more strongly the wind blows,
The harder to grip.

The little things you
Don’t notice often matter
The most to others
Blast from the Past:
Persuasive rebuke
A studied provocation
Influence lingered

Eating food with friends
On the side of the mountain
As the fog comes in
Blast from the Past:
Tonight we ponder
How we are cramped together
On this big planet

Get off while you can.
You were never that good at
Riding high horses.
Blast from the Past:
I know too much to not know that I know too little about your situation to judge it.
(An aphorism)