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01/19/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

The world passes by
You stay still, always changing
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Nothing’s happening.
I’m just writing this haiku
While the world spins by.

The True Rulers of the Land:

The birds who always
Can find their home and the seeds
Digging into earth

Blast from the Past:

I must move
Venture to the next place
Never confined by a home

As each morning fades,
The moon quietly gives birth
To the blazing sun

Blast from the Past:

The moon shines for whom?
Dancing in her own spotlight
Through which I see tonight

The rain subsided
Only for the overcast clouds
To linger above

Blast from the Past:

Why do deserts lose
The capacity to hold
The rain they do get?

I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars

Blast from the Past:

The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with

The monkey plays among
The mangrove trees, flapping its
Strange, enormous nose

(Yesterday I saw hibiscus monkeys, which are strange-looking monkeys here living in mangrove forests.)

Blast from the Past:

Maybe orchids hate beauty,
Becoming so beautiful
So that they do not have
To engage with the beauty of others

Outside in the heat
On a persistent quest to
Remain hydrated

Blast from the Past:

Winter beach: lilting waves,
Icy wind, quiet: No one’s dumb
Enough to be here.

Arising from dust
We are a wild sunflower
Swaying in the breeze

Blast from the Past:

If I were a tree,
I would be curved and twisted
As I search for the sun
And my roots would cling dearly to the earth

As the world grows big,
I feel as if everything
Runs away from me.

Blast from the Past:

The process of life
One becomes and unbecomes
Reformed with others

Beautiful birds
Building their nest within the
Very Tree of Life

Blast from the Past:

Do birds sing new songs
Once they migrate to
Distant lands?