Unsure the best way
To respond, I sit there and
Name the ants I see.
Blast from the Past:
Ants are in my pants.
I need to get these stupid
Ants out of my pants.
06/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Nature
Poems about nature
06/26/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
I climb the stairs
Crawling up and up each step
Yearning for the sky
Blast from the Past:
The frigid rain falls
Panting, lost the trail as I
Climb out my demons
06/21/25 A New Haiku Sonnet for a New Day
Lush streams flow water
Down the side of the hill to
The creek far belowCovered with green plants
And flowers as it curves through
The valley it formedIt almost wants to
Be beautiful, except it
Is littered by trashThe urban build squelches the
Beauty of the land itself
(This is a haiku sonnet, three haikus and then two final lines to make up a type of sonnet.)
Blast from the Past:
The once vibrant marsh
Polluted by trains, lanes, and
Industrial sludge
06/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Sunny when you leave
But within a few minutes
Large storm clouds appear
Blast from the Past:
The cool morning rain
Leaves the earth with the gift of
Quiet tranquility
06/06/25 A New Gogyohka for a New Day
The dogs
From across the street
Bark at
Whatever is going on
Out there
My poem for today is a gogyohka.
Blast from the Past:
He stood observing
Never taking a risk as
His moments passed by
05/25/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
It stood before me
In its vastness, signifying
All sound and silence
Blast from the Past:
I sit beneath the clouds
A peculiar silence is born from each
Breathing in the wind
05/23/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
To the ripe, fat geese,
The goose who decides to fly
Must look damned scary
Blast from the Past:
The caged bird breaks free,
Only to soar directly
Into the window
05/20/25 A New Nonet for a New Day
Road winding along the mountain’s edge
Peaks crest on both sides as they fall
Slowly into the ocean
Sun setting behind
All fall into
The same line
My eyes
Do
Today I wrote a nonet. The first line is 9 syllables; the next one’s 8, all the day down to 1.
Blast from the Past:
Each morning we gaze
At the same sun
05/19/25 A New American Haiku for A New Day
Dolphins
Surfing on its waves
They come play
With this strange boat thing
(Today, I wrote a lune or “American Haiku“, which follows 5-3-5.)
Blast from the Past:
The waters rush forth
Towards where the dolphins leap,
And the moon beckons.
05/15/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The fly that flees past
Pretty princess among crumbs
Pageant of the mist
Blast from the Past:
Oh butterfly, where
Are you fluttering your wings
So quickly towards?