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01/23/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

As my youth simmers,
Some parts harden into me
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Young kids stare amazed
Fingers typing, “Dupe dupe dupe!”
At the typewriter

Each morning I wake,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades

An Alternative Version:

Each morning I stand,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades

When life’s spark simmers,
A persistent residue
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

I beg for water,
For my bucket is filled with
Fresh morning glories

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.

What is life,
But our bliss on the brink
Of oblivion?

Blast from the Past:

Your life rippling forth
In the universe, returns
Back into nothing

The lessons of life
Rarely come cheap. Their price is
Etched in my wrinkles.

Blast from the Past:

After all of this,
We’ll need a second life to
Apply what we learned

As the years pass by,
And you look back at your life,
What would you exchange?

Blast from the Past:

I have a desire
That doesn’t fill my chest of years.
Waste of my self.

A New Year rolls by,
And I cannot remember
What to think of that

Blast from the Past:

I have everything
I’ve struggled for years, but
Why aren’t I happy?

To the man who pursues more—
Will tomorrow be worth your while?
Or just part of an endless pile?
Why should you go one more mile?

Blast from the Past:

I climb the mountain,
And now what?
There always seems to be
Another mountain to climb

The heat of life
Can make even the most
Enjoyable day unbearable

Blast from the Past:

A fallen flower
Floating down a gushing stream –
What else is life’s dream?