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07/27/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Life came and found me
Conquest of the ordinary
Unwelcome pilgrim

Blast from the Past:

Life has always been
Far too short not to put on
Footy pajamas.

When they’re ready,
No matter how little you work,
Flowers will still bloom.

An alternative version:

With little effort,
The flowers will still bloom
When they are ready

When the world doesn’t work,
At least she had impatience,
Sullen strategist

Blast from the Past:

Waiting for this to
Make sense—wasting so much time
Better spent searching

When you chase rabbits,
You may end up happening
On a wonderland.

Blast from the Past:

I am the spark of
Near irrelevance meant to
Recenter our acts.

Ballast of falseness
All action is projection
Instinctive duty

Blast from the Past:

What’d feel like to be
In a world that’s a projection
Of another?

I suffer from life
Heavy eyes and empty brain
The roads are traveled

Blast from the Past:

When sleep finally
Catches up to me, I’ll rest
For eternity

Lustful fantasy
Tantalization that just
Falls away even grasped

Blast from the Past:

We’re told to always
Stand strong. Except when you fall,
Become limber fast.

Our planet is vast
I only want you to dream
I will go with you

Blast from the Past:

In this world of dust,
Every single speck is
A vast universe

An orphan of fate
Born with no fighting spirit
The world’s slipped away

Blast from the Past:

Life without purpose
Is no more wasted than life
Lived with poor purpose.

The cat left its perch
To stare anxiously
At the coming storm

Blast from the Past:

Where is the thunder,
Prophet of the flood storming
What we hold sacred?