The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about nature
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.
What comes of the day
With morning’s quiet passing?
After the dew fades.
Blast from the Past:
As long as it’s here
As long as it’s here at last,
I will be happy
What questions persist,
What keeps you going
After the dew fades
Blast from the Past:
Because I did nothing,
Because I did too much,
Because I did not intervene enough,
Because I interjected too much,
I am leaving your because
New day, new motions,
The same cycle of the sun
After the dew fades
Blast from the Past:
Why do we go through
The motions of living if
The results the same?
After the dew fades,
You must face a new bright day
Again and again
Blast from the Past:
Why must learning be
So slow and agonizing,
Redone each new day