
Looking down the edge
For a foothold that won’t slide
As the world spins round
Blast from the past:
Don’t climb those distant
Mountains. Just turn your molehills
Into thrilling quests.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Looking down the edge
For a foothold that won’t slide
As the world spins round
Blast from the past:
Don’t climb those distant
Mountains. Just turn your molehills
Into thrilling quests.

One imprint after
Another laid on sand that
The waves take away
Blast from the past:
May the waves of the
Abysmal future be less
Choppy then they look.

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.

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.

Seconds before the
Big impact is the wrong time
To ask what the point is
Blast from the Past:
Isolated in our
Hulking towers of gray stone:
Evil in nonbeing

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