Poems about Society Archives - Page 10 of 12 - The Cracked Door

1/3/25 Haiku for the Day

You can’t rush it or chase it.
But sometimes in New York
Peace will find you.

Blast from the Past

Living within the
City’s hollows confined like
Snails into their shells

12/27/24 Daily Poem

This poem didn’t
Have time for
The endless merchants,
Those too poor to leave,
All of the beggars,
Or the many maids
Cleaning up after we had gone

Blast from the Past:

Bureaucrat capitalists:
Arriving to save the day
Perfectly “neutral”

12/26/24 Haiku for the Day

I thrive in the place
That you have called a wasteland,
Beyond your confines

Blast from the Past:

I hope you can stay strong
In your fake empire
Atop your fortress of loneliness

12/19/24 Haiku for the Day

Vast expanse of sand
Small clay lines of rise, huts from a
Once vibrant village

Blast from the Past:

Inequalities
With ancient roots, reproduced
In each new era

12/15/24 Haiku for the Day

This taste of fire is
Overwhelming, but there’s still
Saliva to scold

Blast from the past:

A line of barbed wire
Divides this world and the next:
A painful crossing

This image that you see above somehow encapsulates what I was trying to say with both haikus perfectly. To me, it shows the flourishes of tasting fire I write about in the first haiku and the barbed wire divide I discuss in the second one. You can find it here (https://unsplash.com/photos/an-abstract-painting-of-a-variety-of-colors-OJ2_Tl2TVG0)