
Hello to radiant
You could be solowaving
Get your FYP
Blast from the Past:
Using what no one
Can possess to acquire what
No one ought to own
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

Hello to radiant
You could be solowaving
Get your FYP
Blast from the Past:
Using what no one
Can possess to acquire what
No one ought to own

How many times have
I just stared transfixed into
Those spots on the wall,
As if this time, they would each
Converge to a single point?
Blast from the Past:
Two patterns collide
On the floor, breaking the world’s
Uniformity

(Fall^Crisp) + Sunshine = Contentment
Blast from the Past:
Glorious fall weather
Providing reprieve from
Dreary snow to come.

Who feels anxious every hour?
Those in powerWhere does the devil make his perch?
In the ChurchWhen are we most resigned to fate?
When we hateEven now, it is not too late
To look past how it’s been defined
To ascertain what lies behind
Those in power in the church when we hate
Today’s poem is an ovillejo, or at least my attempt at one.
Blast from the Past:
Oh what do you do
With your time when you finish
With all of this hate?

May my words to you
Linger as a breath of fresh
Fire to burn your soul
Blast from the Past:
I stand within the
Smoke clouds left over by your
Chariot of fire

I woke up this morning to darkness
Where am I? What am I doing?
The world feels quiet, like an absent dream
What should I do now?
I sit up before realizing that I would rather go back to bed
To that bed where my rescinding dream invites me back
Where neither time nor light matter
Where I do not need a purpose to keep going
Blast from the Past:
The wave meets the beach.
Is it a beach without sand?
You’re dreaming again.

Hiked through one landscape
And then another landscape
So many landscapes
Blast from the Past:
The wild fire
Coursing through me sends me off
In all directions
If only I knew
Which path to follow

The waves crash against the shore
Waves of joy
Waves of anger
Waves of sadness
All push against the unmoving shore
Blast from the Past:
We sit here struck by
Waves of strange emotion as
We think together

(My piece for today is an aphorism, instead of a haiku.)
If you give a man a fish, he eats for a day. If you learn to swim, you can scare away the fish and tell him you can’t help him anymore.
Build a factory along the shore that pollutes the waters, and you can make him work for you to earn his good on your wages
Blast from the Past:
When someone’s freedom
Can be turned into profit,
Then the end is nigh.

I am about to leave for a camping trip from September 10th until October 28th during which I will not have consistent internet access. Thus, I will not post my daily haikus until around October 28th, 2025. I will still write them every day, but just won’t have the internet to post them during this time. So, when I get back, I hope to slowly post the ones I wrote during this trip after the fact.