The black swan
Curled up like a snake
Over her nest
Blast from the Past:
Regular insects
Transforming at night into
Dazzling fireflies
09/29/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Nature
Poems about nature
09/26/25 A New Poem for a New Day
Stuck in the desert
All I have left to do is
Kneel down on the ground
And accept the bitterness
Of eating my own heart
(Based on Stephen Crane’s “In the Desert”)
Blast from the Past:
Can there be a song
That gathers rain upon this
Neglected desert?
09/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The rushing river
Brings the constant churn of rain
Back to the ocean
Blast from the Past:
Climbing a mountain
Water trickles to its source,
Going back in time
09/17/25 A New Poem for a New Day
(Fall^Crisp) + Sunshine = Contentment
Blast from the Past:
Glorious fall weather
Providing reprieve from
Dreary snow to come.
09/13/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Hiked through one landscape
And then another landscape
So many landscapes
Blast from the Past:
The wild fire
Coursing through me sends me off
In all directions
If only I knew
Which path to follow
08/31/25 A Magic 9 Poem for a New Day
Eyes glued forward, beyond the rise and fall
Too afraid to look another way
The wind howls its persistent call
A slap across my face
The boat inches on its slow crawl
Nothing can change its glacial pace
“Forward!”, “Forward!” I try to call
Get me to another day
Beyond the rise and fall
Today’s poem is a Magic 9 poem, a 9 line poem following this rhyme scheme: abacadaba. Evidently, this form of poetry was invented as a typo of abracadabra, but without the r’s.
Blast from the Past:
I’ll try again to
Right the ship that veers off course
Towards oblivion
08/29/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
On a day like this
I sit and stare out into
The vast rainforest
Blast from the Past:
You say the sky is blue,
But it has looked pretty
Gray the last few days
08/21/25 A New Poem for a New Day
Hiking through the forest,
In search of a monkey.What’s that rustle in the bush?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a focused cat.What’s that swinging from the trees?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a scavenging crow.What’s that clamor?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s gushing water.What’s that brown figure in the bush?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s a rotting stump.Never did find any monkeys,
But in the search,
I discovered
A whole forest
Blast from the Past:
The trees are gorgeous,
If only I look up and
Engage with the world
08/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
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
08/18/25 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