The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about relationships
He kneels for a nice long sob – soft licks smear his face
He turns his glum gaze outwards – his dog pants waiting
Tears breach the dam his eyes held – the dog strides his lap
He whimpers now aware that someone’s there to care
This is my first attempt at an imayo, a form of poetry made of 4 lines. Each is 12 syllables, split into a 7 syllable and 5 syllable section.
Blast from the Past:
Wake happy and cry
By the day’s end. Start doubting
And end satisfied.
I don’t believe in anger
I don’t believe in rage
I can’t stand your pain
I don’t want your cage
None of this will lead me
Back to you again
(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)
Blast from the Past:
Not proactive enough, not obedient enough,
Not developing enough, not restraining enough,
Not enough good questions, not confirming enough,
I have had enough enoughs
The end of the earth
Inability to do
Are you happy now
(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)
Blast from the Past:
The road is bumpy
But the hardship is worth it
The happy ending
The feelings that hurt
To act that’s the true wisdom
Shipwreck of my soul
Blast from the Past:
Unsure what to feel
Facing another day where
Everything’s in flux.
Collapse of my life
To listen but hardly hear
What’s in it for you?
Blast from the Past:
How can you stand with
Those who have fallen if you
Are on your two feet?
Title: “Relationshipped”
Had intense passion
Attained the pursuit
A relationshipTo see it slip
Into nothing
DepletingAll that persists
Is tiredness
At the idea of
Another one
This is an anagrammatic poem. I can only use the letters of the word in the title.
Blast from the Past:
If
I
If I
If I would
If I would let you
If I would let you go fully
This second one is a Fibonacci poem, where the syllable counts follow the Fibonacci sequence: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQR1NY03zIA. Mathematically, the Fibonacci sequence is about adding the previous two numbers together to make a new number, so I replicated that by starting with two words “If” and “I” and after each line adding words more to the previous line to change the meaning of the statement.
To say’s to renew
Nothing is of use to me
I will go with you
Blast from the Past:
One day, we’ll look back
Fondly on this crying, “What
Morons we once were!”
When you’re the one who
Pulled the trigger, you’re left to
Second guess your gun.
Blast from the Past:
I have the blessing
Of being unable to forget
The choice you didn’t give me
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
