One, lone airplane
Flying over the ocean,
Taking me to new worlds
Blast from the Past:
This winding dirt road
What wonders I must go see
To explore the world
04/05/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
04/04/25 A New Poem for a New Day
The ground caves beneath
Leaving us unable to tell
Where we had been
Might as well where to go now.
Our horizon has gone.
Blast from the Past:
Let your voice thunder
Out of the earth breaking up
The ground underneath
04/03/25 A New Poem for a New Day
Hiking through the forest,
In search of a monkey.What’s that rustle in the bush?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a focused cat.What’s that swinging from the trees?
Is that a monkey?
No, it’s a scavenging crow.What’s that clamor?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s gushing water.What’s that brown figure in the bush?
Is it a monkey?
No, it’s a rotting stump.Never did find any monkeys,
But in the search,
I discovered
A whole forest
Blast from the Past:
Great tree of the forest
Would stand unknown if it wasn’t
Named by cicadas
04/02/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Liberate the earth.
Imprison the sky. I fall
To remain faithful
Blast from the Past:
To have faith is to
Live in the constant fear
That you will lose it.
04/01/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
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.
03/31/25 A New Poem for a New Day
A gorgeous waterfall
A gorgeous hike
Hike through rainforest
Hike through rain
Rain will fall
Rain will end
End, please, end
End then go
Go while dry
Go, what’s next
Next comes fog
Next we drive
Drive our motorbike
Drive, mist blinds
Blind, can’t see
Blind on mountainroads
Roads turn everywhere
Roads, ascending falling
Falling temperature
Falling line-of-sight
Sights on lunch
Site to stop
Stop and wait
Stop and warm
Warmfront, rain gone
Warmed and ready
Ready to depart
Ready for home
Home, I’ll dry
Home, I’ll shower
Shower returns again
Shower but light
Light, that’s okay
Okay, keep going
Okay for now
Now, it worsens
Now, it’s pouring
Pouring down rain
Pouring onto highway
Highway floods up
Highway becomes stream
Stream, must drive through
Stream splashing water
Water not just
Water and hail
Hail on arms
Hail on face
Face this, must
Face, get home
Must get home
(This is a blitz poem about an adventure I trying to drive in Indonesia in a storm.)
Blast from the past:
Storms pass me over
Loudly erring displeasure
Just to dissipate
03/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
It’s in the ashes
I’ve the ability to
Invent a new dawn.
Blast from the Past:
Let us venture forth.
Hoist the anchor. Sail into
Abysmal failure.
03/29/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Every small bump
Becomes a source of worry
But is just a bump
Blast from the Past:
Why worry about
The future? There is too much
Life to be lived now.
03/28/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Gliding gracefully
Coming together as one
Two mantas kissing
Blast from the past:
School of fish chilling under my belly
Why stay here? You hungry, or
Do those swimmers scare you?
03/27/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Let that brittle wind
That tells you you don’t belong
Blow the other way.
Blast from the Past:
Yes, the emperor
May have no clothes but wait until
You realize that
Everyone has been naked this whole time