Descartes’ quest to build
Truth from scratch falls back unto
Solipsistic sand.
Blast from the Past:
Socrates asks, “Who am I?”
Descartes asks, “Why am I?”
I ask, “What about we?”
02/24/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
02/23/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Watching laundry spin
Rolling up, only to fall
An endless cycle(Or at least for 30 minutes, but after that load is done, there always seems to be another load.)
Blast from the Past:
Pleasure comes and goes
Followed by melancholy,
An endless cycle
02/22/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Hanging upside down
Teaching her baby how to
Do a belly roll
Blast from the Past:
Maybe the fish sing
Symphonies under the water
That we cannot hear
02/21/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
In this strange world,
What hope can we find beyond
What we bring with us?
Blast from the Past:
Hope is like a life
Preserver: though it may bob
It never sinks down
02/20/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Their gateway to hell
Bland hallway to pastel rooms
Painted by slave’s blood
Blast from the Past:
All that is hidden
Is not always revealed, but
Is always present.
02/19/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
Chill under a tree
Sitting and cracking open
A nice coconut
(The sun bear I saw today had the right idea for how to spend a rainy day here in the Bornean rainforest.)
Blast from the Past:
Retreat from the noise
Of a cluttered world crammed in
A barrel of greed
02/18/26 A New Tanka for a New Day
Ants run about like
The flurry of activities
That amounted to
Not much that the one you loved
Would perform every day
Blast from the Past:
There is nothing
More fascinating than
Another person
02/17/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
A day of rest and
Maybe a nap if only
I could fall asleep
Blast from the Past:
Nothing like a song
With engaging lyrics to
Inspire a haiku.
02/16/26 A New Haiku for a New Day
The peaks emerge from
Their veil in the clouds as if
To say, “Peek-A-Boo!”
Blast from the Past:
For each mountain I climb
There is always another
Mountain behind it
02/15/26 A New Poem for a New Day
Suppose you and I are the same.
Then you multiply me the same way I multiply myself
What if I then take the way you multiply yourself?
You and me multiplies with you without me the same way you multiply with me without you.
Ok, just divide you without me.
What is left?
You and I are the same as just you.
You are the same as two of me
As you become nothing
Blast from the Past:
Persuasive rebuke
A studied provocation
Influence lingered