Poems about Nature Archives - Page 2 of 16 - The Cracked Door

04/25/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

Looking down the edge
For a foothold that won’t slide
As the world spins round

Blast from the past:

Don’t climb those distant
Mountains. Just turn your molehills
Into thrilling quests.

One imprint after
Another laid on sand that
The waves take away

Blast from the past:

May the waves of the
Abysmal future be less
Choppy then they look.

Heavy dew
Brings out the smell of
Fresh flowers

Blast from the Past:

If you press your ear
Against a seashell, you get
To hear everything.

The stream keeps flowing
Despite my persistent tries
To dam it back up

Blast from the Past:

I stood with branches
Planting my feet in place while
Ideas whirled round

The cuscus glances at
His lover across the branch
In the afterglow of sex

Blast from the Past:

What is the point of
Fine roses in the pathway if
You can’t enjoy them?

Water flooding at my face
Down down down I fall
My rope my only comfort

Blast from the Past:

Who would recognize
The withered leaf turned adrift
Whenever they pass

The cliff faces shine
Against the waters of the
Rice paddies below

Blast from the Past:

The shooting star glides,
The last piece of the jigsaw
Filling in the sky

The sun felt like there’s
Only darkness ‘cause out of it
Shone the light for all

Blast from the Past:

Galaxy of stars
Dance in lock step as you draw
Them close into you

Endless flowing stream
New waters fill the same world
Rushing in and out

Blast from the Past:

From every spring
Bursts forth
Life

The orangutan
Hangs high in the tree, dropping
Branches on passerbies

Blast from the Past:

Ode to the beach:

The desert of the sea
Lifeless dunes of submerged sand
That humans deem tranquil.