
Our memories form
Like molten iron smelted
In our hearts bright fires.
Blast from the Past:
Convulsing I sit
Expecting it again, in
Memory of shame
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Our memories form
Like molten iron smelted
In our hearts bright fires.
Blast from the Past:
Convulsing I sit
Expecting it again, in
Memory of shame

We evolve based on
Our cycles, no sooner, no later
Than our own time
Blast from the Past:
Sometimes the things we
Need most are not the things we
Think we need at all…

When you look back on
Your life, your dreams and longings
Distort through time’s lens.
Blast from the Past:
The tighter my grip
The looser is my control
Life explodes from this.

What comes of the day
With morning’s quiet passing?
After the dew fades.
Blast from the Past:
As long as it’s here
As long as it’s here at last,
I will be happy

People who get lost
In their fantasies struggle
With reality.
Eventually, their bubble
Will have to burst in their face
Blast from the Past:
Loosen the chains of
Reason and bathe in the sea
Of your fantasy

I sit in your box
Wondering the next moment
I can move beyond these walls
Blast from the Past:
I tried but was ignored. Moving on.
Your mind’s made up. Forced darkness.

A word to the wise:
Always remember to breathe
Instead of yelling
Blast from the Past:
Out of anger and spite
You shot yourself in the foot.
Forgot the ricochet

I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars
Blast from the Past:
The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with

Caged by fantasy
It’s reality that gives
Humankind its wings.
Blast from the Past:
How to establish
Good boundaries with someone
Lost in fantasy

Maybe the times when
We are off-track are when we
Are most together
Blast from the Past:
The contemplative
Dislike anything growing
Outside its season