Exist to produce
Collected from ruins of dreams
Emptiness of things
Blast from the Past:
Beneath the race to
Meet, organize, and produce
Lies oblivion.
07/14/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Capitalism, Business, and Work
06/28/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
All longings for more,
Attempts for unequal mine,
Cave for all in time.
Blast from the Past:
Empires return to
Ashes from the fire of their
Own machinery
06/27/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
There is nothing like
Finishing work to foster
Fake finality
Blast from the Past:
To measure one’s life
In work shifts, misses all that
One’s life was meant for.
06/21/25 A New Haiku Sonnet for a New Day
Lush streams flow water
Down the side of the hill to
The creek far belowCovered with green plants
And flowers as it curves through
The valley it formedIt almost wants to
Be beautiful, except it
Is littered by trashThe urban build squelches the
Beauty of the land itself
(This is a haiku sonnet, three haikus and then two final lines to make up a type of sonnet.)
Blast from the Past:
The once vibrant marsh
Polluted by trains, lanes, and
Industrial sludge
06/12/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Make this place your own
Decorate your prison cell,
Shelf of empty jars
Blast from the Past:
Have we trapped ourselves
Inside unsatisfying
Narratives of gain?