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
08/11/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Philosophy
Poems about philosophy
08/02/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
It is only when
Light engulfs you that you see
Your shadows within
Blast from the Past:
Always bursting through
The cracks of your perspective,
The light will shine through
08/01/25 The Darkness
It is only when
The world turns dark that you see
Your creepy crawlies
Blast from the Past:
Darkness—when our fears
Become interlocutors
And we must listen.
07/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Such intricacies
In every human soul.
Who would murder that?
Blast from the Past:
Indifference to the
Suffering of fellow humans
Corrodes our souls.
07/29/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Our souls are only the
Side we can see; regime
Of lost consciousness
Blast from the Past:
In the waiting room
For dental surgery.
What even is an
Experience
If you can’t remember it
Afterwards?
What is consciousness
Without memory?
As anesthesia
Dissipates
My questions away
07/23/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Ballast of falseness
All action is projection
Instinctive duty
Blast from the Past:
What’d feel like to be
In a world that’s a projection
Of another?
07/19/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Our planet is vast
I only want you to dream
I will go with you
Blast from the Past:
In this world of dust,
Every single speck is
A vast universe
07/12/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Depths of a small truth
Universal destiny
The midland order
Blast from the Past:
What form should I take?
None of these do me justice
Shadows of my truth
06/22/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
In the faint shadows
God robbed of her universe
Invisible chasm
Blast from the Past:
Secret inwardness
The dying away from self
God and the finite
06/17/25 A New Haiku for A New Day
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