The mountain beckons.
The clouds warn. A storm’s coming.
Best to know your path.
Blast from the Past:
Scaling the mountain
Rainy, slippery, wishing
Humans had four legs
04/24/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
04/23/25 A New Poem for a New Day
Show me your tears
And I will show you how I can cry with you.Show me your anger
And I will help you flip tables.Show me your joy
And I will show you how I can smile with youShow me your fear
And I will show you how I try to convince myself that I am secureSing me your song
And I will provide its darker melodyShow me your dance
And I will make you look even more elegant as I stumble along with youShow me your grief,
And I will ponder what was lost with youShow me your hopes and dreams,
And I will bask in their glory with youShow me your worries,
And I will tell you which ones scare me tooShow me your mind,
And I will run mental loops around you until we are both confusedShow me your love,
And I will counter it with my ownLean on me,
And I will show you how to lean on no one else ever again
Blast from the Past:
Would you still love me
If the sun dies out and our
Corpses are frozen?
04/22/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Circling down down
The abyss descending down
The light guides the way
Blast from the Past:
Where does the river end?
The cavern of water from whence
Water gushes forth.
04/21/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Its calm, slow waters
And meandering bank hide its
Secret personhood
(This one is about the Whanganui River.)
Blast from the Past:
Fumble through the fog.
Rivers go where the waters flood.
Vanish into dark.
04/20/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
To avoid thinking,
Not reflecting; for some that’s
What it means to live
Blast from the Past:
The fool entices,
“This is just the way things are.
Don’t overthink it.”
04/19/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Beautiful rainbow,
I rush towards its beauty;
It just disappears.
Blast from the Past:
The waves surge forward
Just to rush back to the depths,
An eternal dance
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
04/17/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
The intrepid wind
Decides to invite the storm
To your day of fun
Blast from the Past:
After the rains fall, the plants grow.
(An aphorism, not a poem this time)
04/16/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Coming from the ground,
Sulphur vents out the shrubs of
The tundra wasteland
Blast from the Past:
Microbes glistening
The ocean water under
The clear starlit sky
My first haiku is about the sulphur vents common in the Rotorua area of New Zealand. The second haiku is about the bioluminescent microbes native to some of the waters in Puerto Rico and other parts of the Caribbean.
04/15/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Nothing to see here
If things were all different
You will not escape
Blast from the Past:
Have we trapped ourselves
Inside unsatisfying
Narratives of gain?