Poems about Life Archives - Page 6 of 10 - The Cracked Door

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

To say’s to renew
Nothing is of use to me
I will go with you

Blast from the Past:

One day, we’ll look back
Fondly on this crying, “What
Morons we once were!”

The false broken sky
Where did the lost eagle go?
Where life’s not painful

Blast from the Past:

My feet know where I
Need to go, even while I’m
Lost inside my head…

Life came and found me
Conquest of the ordinary
Unwelcome pilgrim

Blast from the Past:

Life has always been
Far too short not to put on
Footy pajamas.

I suffer from life
Heavy eyes and empty brain
The roads are traveled

Blast from the Past:

When sleep finally
Catches up to me, I’ll rest
For eternity

An orphan of fate
Born with no fighting spirit
The world’s slipped away

Blast from the Past:

Life without purpose
Is no more wasted than life
Lived with poor purpose.

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.

Modes of inertia
Understand recent changes
Danger overtaking

Blast from the Past:

The pauses mix up
Life’s climactic transitions
Broken by stillness

Contemplate, not think
Non-light that illumines dreams
Vast depths of a truth

Blast from the Past:

Climbing temple stairs,
Breaking here to contemplate
My mortality

Your early thirties,
When young idealism becomes
Tired cynicism

Blast from the Past:

Your thirties: when your
Dreams become eclipsed by the
Constant daily slog