The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about relationships
Comradery
Performing innovative work
Just forgot to have it help anybody
Blast from the Past:
Will anyone read what I wrote?
Anyone who reads it
Will see it as a new piece
From what I put into it,
Including a future me.
Wounded, sad, angry,
Unheard, dismissed, ignored,
Mourning, yet resolved
Blast from the Past:
Favored yet confined
Peaceful yet surrendering
Hopeful yet watchful
There isn’t a reason
To hate me the way you do.
Just punch it out now.
Blast from the Past:
When a bear attacks
A wolverine, it’s often
The bear that gets hurt
I lost track of your
Bright golden star underneath
My clouds of ink.
Blast from the Past:
Love to hate? Or was
It hate to love? Given
Conflicting interests
May you ascend
One beat after the other
Into your beauty
Blast from the Past:
As the world now comes
Into existence, may you
Find tranquility
After you left,
I returned sleep in our bed
And it smelled like you
Blast from the past:
I know there must be
Different worlds, for yours can’t
Make sense within mine
My poem is not a haiku like I normally do.
My barren soul forms
Into all these dead leaves
On days like these,
I am the one
Who feels to blame
For the fall.
A blast from the past:
One lines, two lines, three
Lines, four lines, five lines, six lines
Now I can enter
Based on your anger,
You overreached, destroying
Something important
Blast from the Past:
Anger is acid
Eating you from the inside
‘Til you let it out.
Our love was without
Limits, just as limitless
As was our carnage
Blast from the Past:
I wanted to be
An astronaut, but instead
I became a teen.
We were unprepared for
The landing that suspended
Us above our heads.
Blast from the past:
I feel like we are
On the same page but reading
Two different books.