The massive wave bows
Letting me catch a glimpse of
The island behind
Blast from the Past:
Gently lapping waves,
Soothing swooshes and crashes
The ocean’s heartbeat
08/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Nature
Poems about nature
08/18/25 A New Kouta for a New Day
The sun imprints streams of red
Across the dark sky
‘Fore making clouds give way
For its grand entrance
This one is my first attempt at a kouta (a 7575 syllable style of poem).
Blast from the Past:
The bright, sunny day
And the tempestuous storm
Both drown out the moon
08/14/25 A New Shadorma for a New Day
Climbing the
Rock where the dead leave
For their world
The tide slows
Forming a narrow passage
Back and forth between
This one is a shadorma, a 6-line Spanish poem of with a syllable of 3/5/3/3/7/5.
Blast from the Past:
The lake sits calmly
Like the lips of the dead girl
Floating underneath
08/12/25 A New Poem for a New Day
To build something that
Outlives you, you must learn how
To change the wind’s course.To change the wind
Is just to spin new wind
Upon the wind pastWind is just what was
Its remnant waves cascading
To form what now isEverything is wind
Endlessly forming
Today’s piece is a haiku sonnet.
Blast from the Past:
The day I realize
I’m just chasing after wind
Is the day I’m free.
08/11/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
To build something that
Outlives you, you must learn how
To change the wind’s course.
Blast (or maybe breeze) from the Past:
All that will remain
Of my former self will be
The heralding wind
08/10/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The blackness of life
First sword of the lightning bolt
Invisible chasm
Blast from the Past:
When the world goes dark,
We get to see the brightness
Of the stars above.
08/07/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Smashed against the wall,
Big waves ricochet into
Small pushes and pulls
Blast from the Past:
The higher the wave,
The greater the joy for the
Rock that can break it.
08/04/2025 A New Haiku for a New Day
Alone in the night
Matter has offended me
Life well spent feels long.
Blast from the Past:
The sun’s radiance
Finally gives way to the
Long sigh of the moon
07/26/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
When they’re ready,
No matter how little you work,
Flowers will still bloom.
An alternative version:
With little effort,
The flowers will still bloom
When they are ready
07/17/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The cat left its perch
To stare anxiously
At the coming storm
Blast from the Past:
Where is the thunder,
Prophet of the flood storming
What we hold sacred?