Daily Haiku Archives - Page 7 of 64 - The Cracked Door

07/01/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

I walk out the door
From the place that been my home
For the last few days.

Blast from the past:

Dignity, passion,
Autonomy are never
Worth a mere paycheck

I fell in love once,
But I could not stay in love
With who you became

Blast from the past:

Walking in mistakes
Building and then rebuilding
It’s time to call it

Intellectual veneer,
Underlying obsessions
Multiple constructs

Blast from the past:

Static management
“Meritocrat” politics
Nothing you can do

He sits there napping
On the curb, his feet splayed out,
His back against his bags,
A reminder that this place
Is a vortex of isolation

Blast from the past:

Wisdom is what you seek
When you have too much money
And time on your hands

We cannot patent
Your happiness, but you know that
We are damn-well close

Blast from the past:

All this background noise
Droning all around to sell
Yet another myth

I am lost walking
The dizzying loops formed by
An expanding city

Blast from the past:

Separate but near,
Cast out except when needed
To make a quick buck

The only one who
Walks up an escalator –
Still the same rat race

Blast from the past:

Resolved: to ignore
The voice in my head which
Mistakes job for self-worth.

One cat tears into
The other’s face, but I can
Do nothing to stop him.

Blast from the past:u

Opportunists at
The world’s end, they emerge to
Prey on the oppressed

The biggest mistake
We can make is to assume
We don’t belong here.

Blast from the past:

Death displaces my
Essence and binds my life to
The beat of time. Why?

In the fallout of
What happened, life just goes on
When you wake up the next day

Blast from the past:

We will wear our scars
Like tattoos. Each will become
An adorning crown.