
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.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about nature

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.

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

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

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?

Gunk now fills both eyes
My throbbing throat can’t swallow
Puss ooze from my scabs
I’m sick today.
Blast from the Past:
Not only are we
On the same boat, but we’re all
Seasick together.

Ascending slowly
The sun rises gracefully
Over the ocean
Blast from the Past:
After the dew fades,
All that is leftover is
Glorious sunlight

Shipwreck out at sea
A relic of social decay
Now a world for fish
Blast from the Past:
It is painful to
Think all the progress we’ve made
Might one day recede

All dogs want from you
Is for you to be
A new friend
(And maybe just a little of your food.)
Blast from the Past:
A pine tree sways
In the wind to the beat of
Your strokes of my beard.

The twilight coolness
The lofty sky’s flawed and dead
My soul’s solitude
Blast from the Past:
Pulsating through space,
The glory still radiates
From the long dead star

Don’t have to do much
For a cat to be willing
To jump on you lap
(And then immediately jump right back off.)
Blast from the Past:
The cat naps content
Knowing that she will have food
When she is ready.