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
09/13/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Nature
Poems about nature
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
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.