
What comes of the day?
The morning’s quiet passes
After the dew fades
Blast from the Past:
My emotions fade
Like morning dew in the sun
To return the next day
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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What comes of the day?
The morning’s quiet passes
After the dew fades
Blast from the Past:
My emotions fade
Like morning dew in the sun
To return the next day

The world passes by
You stay still, always changing
After the dew fades
Blast from the Past:
Nothing’s happening.
I’m just writing this haiku
While the world spins by.

I sit in your box
Wondering the next moment
I can move beyond these walls
Blast from the Past:
I tried but was ignored. Moving on.
Your mind’s made up. Forced darkness.

The True Rulers of the Land:
The birds who always
Can find their home and the seeds
Digging into earth
Blast from the Past:
I must move
Venture to the next place
Never confined by a home

A word to the wise:
Always remember to breathe
Instead of yelling
Blast from the Past:
Out of anger and spite
You shot yourself in the foot.
Forgot the ricochet

The lessons of life
Rarely come cheap. Their price is
Etched in my wrinkles.
Blast from the Past:
After all of this,
We’ll need a second life to
Apply what we learned

Sit back. Close your eyes.
Today is the one day that
You get to be off
Blast from the Past:
You know: on some days
You’re just mildly disgusting,
And that is just fine.

As each morning fades,
The moon quietly gives birth
To the blazing sun
Blast from the Past:
The moon shines for whom?
Dancing in her own spotlight
Through which I see tonight

The need for wages
To eat, to relax, to live,
Money’s a prison
Blast from the Past:
We make our money
Just to go and spend it all.
What is the point then?

When you look up,
Remember I am seeing
The same sun.
Blast from the Past:
The whole universe
There in the glint of your eye
The next moment gone