
How can you tell
Oh wave whether your ripple
Will make its mark against the shore
Blast from the Past:
Drop in a puddle,
A rush of waves advancing
Towards nothingness
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

How can you tell
Oh wave whether your ripple
Will make its mark against the shore
Blast from the Past:
Drop in a puddle,
A rush of waves advancing
Towards nothingness

At the water’s edge
Where the animals come drink,
The crocodile waits.
Blast from the Past:
An anaconda hangs
On the chandelier above.
Proceed if you dare.

The black swan
Curled up like a snake
Over her nest
Blast from the Past:
Regular insects
Transforming at night into
Dazzling fireflies

My eyes awake, and
My mind learns that no recent
Thought made any sense
Blast from the Past:
To sleep and then to dream
Venture beyond the world of
Possibilities

A sure way to
Never hate someone again
Is to see them die
Blast from the Past:
Disorder will leave
A lasting mark on some lives.
Remove what you hate.

The rushing river
Brings the constant churn of rain
Back to the ocean
Blast from the Past:
Climbing a mountain
Water trickles to its source,
Going back in time

Hello to radiant
You could be solowaving
Get your FYP
Blast from the Past:
Using what no one
Can possess to acquire what
No one ought to own

May my words to you
Linger as a breath of fresh
Fire to burn your soul
Blast from the Past:
I stand within the
Smoke clouds left over by your
Chariot of fire

Hiked through one landscape
And then another landscape
So many landscapes
Blast from the Past:
The wild fire
Coursing through me sends me off
In all directions
If only I knew
Which path to follow

Writing our kisses
Upon the cleft of the earth
Footprints in the sand
Blast from the Past:
We come together
When morning and evening
Embrace one ‘nother