Make this place your own
Decorate your prison cell,
Shelf of empty jars
Blast from the Past:
Have we trapped ourselves
Inside unsatisfying
Narratives of gain?
06/12/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Category: Poems about Society
Poems about society
06/11/25 A New Waltmarie for a New Day
It is better we die in our
Eras
With contentedness and
Resolve
With triumph for our brave new world, after
Nothing
Lies in our way than to see it all fall apart
Cursed to
Witness all we hold dear receive a
Slow death
This is the first time I wrote a waltmarie. It’s a 10 line poem where the even lines must be two syllables, and if you remove them form a poem all their own.
Blast from the Past:
After every
Apocalypse, you awake to
Just another day
06/05/25 A New Poem for a New Day
A transcendent trick
Forget your oppressive life
Monotonizing
Blast from the Past:
I sit back and watch
The colony work: Calming
Insignificance
05/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Our schools of knowledge
Are but little huts we built
To hold ourselves in
Blast from the Past:
People who lose their
Wonder about the world join
Academia.
05/18/25 A New Poem for A New Day
Looking for cozy?
Open for offers?
Ready for your next adventure?
Meet PearlLegendary
Kite for some beach fun
A rad base
Complete with cafe and beer garden
Sleep comfortablyNature spent the last 250 million years crafting her canvas
Don’t take our word for it
Warn others
(From this poem, I compiled clips from ads I saw.)
Blast from the Past:
The hustle is real
You will need experience
Ride for free after
05/13/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The enchanted dream
Of stupidity, nothing
Is worth the trouble
Blast from the Past:
Ordinary family
Distorted self-perception
Stupid importance
05/06/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
How many we are
What seas crash within us
Our armored contempt
Blast from the Past:
The waves keep rising
While all around clouds darken
Hope lies in the deep
05/05/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Normality is
Overrated. Everywhere
I look they seek it.
Blast from the Past:
Professional survival:
Evasive banality
Good and normal lie
04/25/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Revival service
Wind swept, leaving it empty
Of heaven and hell
Blast from the Past:
The spirit has left,
Took the last train out of here,
Since we founded Rome.
04/18/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Desire’s soggy crust
Manufacturing the real
Sorrows like closed rooms
Blast from the Past:
The only people I enjoy
Are the mad ones
Who desire everything all at once
And refuse to compromise