Daily Haiku Archives - The Cracked Door

07/22/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

You saw me as just
A part of your day. To me,
You were my day.

Blast from the past:

You already wrote
Your book. I’m just the guy you
Needed to insert.

The bird in the bush
And the squirrel in the tree
Remind me I’m not alone

Blast from the past:

Survival lies in
Taking full advantage of
Your insanities.

I want to explore
How the grain of the world runs.
The show must go on.

Blast from the past:

To your world that is,
I offer you the world as
I think it should be.

Whenever I leave,
Why do I end up the one
Who feels left behind?

Blast from the past:

Have you ever heard
The voice of a tree with all
It’s rhythm… grieving

Nobody hears your
Symphony of panic
When you’re underwater

Blast from the past:

The first victims
On the way to the next world
Don’t look up

The truly deep ones
Create life around them and
Strive for all to thrive

Blast from the past:

Out of your healing
Cascades forward more healing
For those around you

When did you decide
That you were too small for such
An enormous love?

Blast from the past:

When you throw a stone,
I am the one who feels the
Ripples go through me

Unabashedly
Elitist yet structurally
Disadvantaged

Blast from the past:

To those who care less
About transparency than
Maintaining access

At the sight of death,
What do we have left to love
But that we can fall

Blast from the past:

Life emerges from
Destruction. Exploding stars
Form a genesis.

Whoever eats lasts
Seems to always end up stuck
With all the dishes

Blast from the past:

Anticipation,
To the possibilities
You are in my mind