Poems about the Rhythms of Daily Life Archives - Page 2 of 4 - The Cracked Door

12/18/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Pulled in so many
Directions. Do this. Do that.
Forced through the motions

Blast from the Past:

We must return to
Ourselves after long stretches
To renew our soul

Nothing’s happening.
The world spins on outside my walls
While I just stay home

Blast from the Past:

I show up every
Day, going through the motions.
Nothing seems to change

Sleepy morning when
I can finally relax
After so much fun

Blast from the Past:

As I return home,
There is nothing for me, yet
There is everything

A one cup coffee
Pick me up zooms me into
The hyped stratosphere

(I’m so buzzed that I may just take over the world today.)

Blast from the Past:

If only I’d pause
In this transitory world
To smell the flowers

Dinner exploding
In my gut
I wake
Cramping

Blast from the Past:

I think I am now
Ready for sleep to find me
Finally

After a long week,
I can finally take a
Moment for myself

Blast from the Past:

The gentle cool breeze
And no new information
A relaxed mind

Inscrutable hours
This morning now emerging
Inexplicable boredom

Blast from the Past:

It’s great to feel
Useless. Nothing like boredom
For your subconscious.

Soft hands and warm oil
Stretch, relax, and moisturize,
Getting a massage

Blast from the Past:

Sometimes you must learn
To gently calm down. Take time
To relax and heal.

Oh, spring renewal
A time to fix old mistakes
By making new ones

Blast from the Past:

A spring sky so clear
That you feel you are seeing
Into tomorrow.

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