
My steps are horses,
Roaming the plains.
My songs are birds,
Soaring over the trees.
My passionate heart runs free.
Blast from the Past:
I have a desire
Wants to break free from my chest
And fly far away
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about nature

My steps are horses,
Roaming the plains.
My songs are birds,
Soaring over the trees.
My passionate heart runs free.
Blast from the Past:
I have a desire
Wants to break free from my chest
And fly far away

A cute lil puppy
Climbing, jumping, and eating
In a pile of trash
Blast from the Past:
What is our vast wealth,
Our millions upon millions?
Piles of rotting figs

Up up endless stairs
Under the merciless sun
Skin slippery from sweat
Blast from the Past:
On a boat tethered
With the full moon as the
Shadows dive on down

Hanging upside down
Teaching her baby how to
Do a belly roll
Blast from the Past:
Maybe the fish sing
Symphonies under the water
That we cannot hear

Chill under a tree
Sitting and cracking open
A nice coconut
(The sun bear I saw today had the right idea for how to spend a rainy day here in the Bornean rainforest.)
Blast from the Past:
Retreat from the noise
Of a cluttered world crammed in
A barrel of greed

The peaks emerge from
Their veil in the clouds as if
To say, “Peek-A-Boo!”
Blast from the Past:
For each mountain I climb
There is always another
Mountain behind it

Each time we breathe in
It is a gift that grounds us
Back into the earth
Blast from the Past:
It’s strange how easy
It is to lose our ground for
Everything we have

The dog howls upwards
Hoping its cry will make the
Thunder go away
Blast from the Past:
From their rich singing,
You’d never know cicadas
Are about to die

What beauty is left
By the scorching sun
After the dew fades?
Blast from the Past:
The sea, singing the
Elegy of exodus,
Surrendered us up

Stuck home in the rain
While my heart roams free, yearning
For an adventure
Blast from the Past:
No one noticed how
The stone would dream
Of the sun.