
Stuck in the water
One wave after another
The wind hurls toward
Blast from the past:
Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about nature

Stuck in the water
One wave after another
The wind hurls toward
Blast from the past:
Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down

Oysters in our beds
Holding tight to protect from
Knowledge’s fierce waves
Blast from the past:
Everything shrinks as
I delve closer to where the
Known and unknown meet

The waterfall’s top
With its torrents of water
Still teems with turtles
Blast from the past:
The lone seagull fades
Into the vast thundercloud’s
Forceful harmony

To watch universes
Like a child looks upon ants
Scurrying about
Blast from the past:
The dawn unfolding,
The sky wears a new garment,
Splendid summer dress

On top of the hill
Stands a single barren tree
Beckoning forth life
Blast from the Past:
I buried my hope
At the edge of the wasteland:
Seeds for my return

Scurrying, hopping
A flash of snivels and squeaks
Foraging coati
Blast from the past:
Cats play on the street;
When they see me coming, are
Scared, scattering deer.

Ants along the wall
Ants flying throughout the air
Ant bites itch my skin.
Blast from the past:
Ants are in my pants.
I need to get these stupid
Ants out of my pants.

Oh, do you really
Understand the sound of spring
Rain on the soft brook?
Blast from the Past:
Why continue a
School of thought? Craft your style. Don’t
Rest beneath their hedge.

The chapter ended
With no summons, no climax,
No theme, no punchline.
Blast from the past:
A lot of racket
From a small frog jumping
Into a puddle

I crawl back into
That space of
Unfamiliarity.
Blast from the past:
Earth, how big you are,
And how small we humans are
In comparison?