Poems about Society Archives - Page 10 of 14 - The Cracked Door

02/22/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Always looking out
Guarding against foreign threats
Never gazing in

Another version with a different emphasis and themes:

Always looking out
To ward off threats, never sees
The beauty within

All I did today
I did as if others were
Watching over me

Blast from the Past:

Nothing’s more of a
Waste and annoyance than
Careless solemnity.

Measured, cyclic, slow:
A brief history of time
Reveals many constructs

Blast from the Past:

Nations rise and
Decline, a tide back and forth
In all history

Create our idols
To survive and live by
Executing them.

Blast from the past:

Must we inherit
The depravities of the
Gods worshipped for us?

Love is life itself
Beauty is what love produces
Harmony is love’s process*

Blast from the Past:

Loved by a dog in
A concentration camp.
It saw my humanity
That other people could not.

*Based on the philosophy/theology of Inayat Khan (see https://youtu.be/lal6rf5HhiY?si=2JxjAJcy5lpkcReh)

Pampered Sisyphus
Resting on top of mountain
Fleeting peacefulness

Blast from the Past:

We construct, but
Nature just tears it back down.
Ornate sandcastles.

Raging and weeping,
Babel of fire and secrets
Foretells the coming

Blast from the Past:

A city in flames
Pitchforks are calling for blood
And no fire brigade

The authority:
Powers of good or evil
In control of what?

Blast from the past:

That which is hidden
Manufacture of the poor
Hypnotic power

What name can I make
To be known among all those
Suffering like me?

Blast from the Past:

Empty your storehouse
Unto others as if they
Want your leftovers.

I hope you have the
Doubt to see your neighbor
As you see yourself

Blast from the Past:

There are many paths,
But from the peak all of them
Will take you straight down