The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
The conscious mind wakes
To the potential dawning
Of reality
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the Past:
Hey, wakey wakey.
There’s eggs and bac-y. Well no,
But here’s a haiku.
Tired, unable
To sleep in the airport
A walking zombie
Blast from the Past:
This wasted effort
To get some sleep that never
Really wants to stay.
Another moment
When my thoughts are racing and
I’m hoping for sleep
Blast from the Past:
Revel in darkness.
Woke up afraid of my shadow.
Sleep off my demons.
And now it is time
For sleep to come remove me
From this world
Blast from the Past:
Rain on my rooftop,
A thousand pearls spilling out
Beckoning me to sleep
My joints shoot in pain
As I lay down and slowly
Loose my consciousness
Blast from the Past:
Blazing through the storm
Jogging unable to see
Feeling fantastic
I can now let sleep
Overtake my weary eyes
Z z z z z
Blast from the Past:
May sleep’s sweet release
Free you from all the swings of
Longing and desire
In the late morning,
Covers cocoon her body,
A true sleepy head
Blast from the past:
The world will remain
Your oyster tomorrow for now
Just focus on sleep