
We are like seashells,
Echoing the universe,
If you listen in
Blast from the past:
Talking and talking
Not listening to the world
Of the other
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about relationships

We are like seashells,
Echoing the universe,
If you listen in
Blast from the past:
Talking and talking
Not listening to the world
Of the other

Constant speed bumps
Bump bump bump
For my butt
Blast from the past:
If I make you whole,
And you make me whole,
Then I make myself whole.

You idolize him,
But does he remember your name?
A pathetic god.
Blast from the past:
Old secrets and lies
Differing expectations
Weird relationship

select love
from him
join her
on child
where
womb is null
(I wrote my poem for today in the programming language SQL.)
Blast from the past:
There is nothing one
Can give that is friendlier
Than one’s very tears.

You can’t be your best
Person in a place you are
Trying to outgrow.
Blast from the Past:
It’s just me and you
What you water’s what you grow
Growing without you

Do something grand
Do something amazing
But you won’t do any good
If you come guns a blazing
Blast from the Past:
Would an avenged pot
Ever really manage to
Hold water again?

The cuscus glances at
His lover across the branch
In the afterglow of sex
Blast from the Past:
What is the point of
Fine roses in the pathway if
You can’t enjoy them?

Fly me to the moon.
Hand my hand and don’t let go.
Life will find a way.
Blast from the Past:
I close both my eyes
Because you can pierce through them
Right into my soul

Ants run about like
The flurry of activities
That amounted to
Not much that the one you loved
Would perform every day
Blast from the Past:
There is nothing
More fascinating than
Another person

Suppose you and I are the same.
Then you multiply me the same way I multiply myself
What if I then take the way you multiply yourself?
You and me multiplies with you without me the same way you multiply with me without you.
Ok, just divide you without me.
What is left?
You and I are the same as just you.
You are the same as two of me
As you become nothing
Blast from the Past:
Persuasive rebuke
A studied provocation
Influence lingered