In the midst of the
Fire of presence is a key
For the door of life
Blast from the Past:
A cleansing fire
Out of which will grow
The mightiest of oaks
02/04/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Nature
Poems about nature
02/03/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Orange leaves cover
The ground in February,
Baked in intense heat
(A reflection on the current weather in Northeast Thailand, where it is getting hot yet many trees loose their leaves. This feels different from the winters in the US that I am familiar with)
Blast from the Past:
I lie in the shade
Of your blistering haiku
No rest from the heat
01/31/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
There isn’t a reason
To hate me the way you do.
Just punch it out now.
Blast from the Past:
When a bear attacks
A wolverine, it’s often
The bear that gets hurt
01/30/25 A New Day, A New Haiku
Alive in the garden
I’m the first joy and despair
Master of those cursed trees
Blast from the Past:
I’m learning that I
Need a new creation myth
To explain it all
01/29/25 A New Day, A New Poem
My soul is as
Vast as the world,
A deep river
Unfolding forever
A Blast from the Past:
Here is your desert
Where nothing is real except
Your boundless feelings
01/23/25 A New Day, A New Haiku
I gaze at the sky
As the clouds turn into
DragonsĀ andĀ tigers.
Blast from the Past:
Watching a fun film
Lying on the couch while two
Cats sleep at my feet
12/29/24 Haiku for the Day
I must pay my dues
To the real civilizers
Of this world: the ants.
Blast from the Past:
If we are the ants
How do we reach up above
And taste the honeydew?
12/28/24 Haiku for the Day
The ozone layer
Torn cesarean section
That the gods peer through
Blast from the Past:
A prairie full of streams,
Flowers, birds, snakes, and bushes.
Now a factory
12/23/24 Haiku for the Day
Hair stood up, chapped lips,
Foggy brain, drooped eyes, parched throat,
Itchy crotch, moist socks
Posthumous title: Several Days in InternationalĀ Airports
Blast from the Past:
Lines of bright roads on
The dark landscape, like the veins
Of their society
12/21/24 Haiku for the Day
Your beacon of hope
Within rough waters gathers
The clouds become storms.
Blast from the Past:
The sun twirls the earth
Around like a mouse trapped by
A cat’s playful paw