Meta-Poems Archives - The Cracked Door

05/30/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

Start with a premise
Reinforce expectations
Now a startling twist

Blast from the past:

Unity gives up
Itself to craft diversity
In the universe

Writing a haiku
On a bus as the world flies
By and by outside

Blast from the past:

Singing loud, dancing,
Embodying the ceaseless
Cry for harmony

Writing a haiku
When I’m not sure what to say
Put words on a page

Blast from the past:

Inspiration flees
When it realizes you’re
Desperately tracking it.

The indelible
Agency within their stories,
Found in translation

Blast from the past:

Magical realism:
When your story becomes a
Fawn and flies away

What is a haiku?
Five plus seven then five more
Just an equation?

Blast from the Past:

Inspiration comes
From within your minds eye but
So does writer’s block.

(I’m back with internet, able to post now. Over the next few days, you’ll see me post my haikus from the last few days.)

My words keep hyphen-
Ating. My eyes always dash-
Ing to the next line.

Blast from the Past:

blah blah blabba blah
those are your five plus seven
plus five syllables

I sit in the humid air
Trying to sleep
Music blares from a nearby church
It’s not even 6:00 am

Blast from the Past:

Brainstorming: A burst
Of ideas but they vanish
Once pen’s in hand

As I paint these words
In my poem, I really
Paint my very heart

Blast from the Past:

My thoughts fall like rain
As I grab as many as I can
As words for you

Filtering my thoughts
All in the attempt to produce
Creativity

Blast from the Past:

Always keep moving
There is always more art to
Create if you will.

I’m too tired for words.
All I want to do is sleep
Z z z z z

Blast from the Past:

There it is! The thought
So excites me I forget
To then write it down.