
Looking down the edge
For a foothold that won’t slide
As the world spins round
Blast from the past:
Don’t climb those distant
Mountains. Just turn your molehills
Into thrilling quests.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

Looking down the edge
For a foothold that won’t slide
As the world spins round
Blast from the past:
Don’t climb those distant
Mountains. Just turn your molehills
Into thrilling quests.

One imprint after
Another laid on sand that
The waves take away
Blast from the past:
May the waves of the
Abysmal future be less
Choppy then they look.

You can’t be your best
Person in a place you are
Trying to outgrow.
Blast from the Past:
It’s just me and you
What you water’s what you grow
Growing without you

Through rushes of fire,
Bits turn into the objects
Of glass we all know
Blast from the Past:
Do not use the past
If you would like to know who
I truly am now

Full enlightenment
Opening the lid, conscious
Veiled by no shadow
Blast from the Past:
Faith without doubt is dead, either toxic dogmatism or an insipid mirage.

Heavy dew
Brings out the smell of
Fresh flowers
Blast from the Past:
If you press your ear
Against a seashell, you get
To hear everything.

How long can we stand here
Pretending
Those gods are valid
Blast from the Past:
I am a diamond,
Or at least I hope all of
This stress was worth it

What is a haiku?
Five plus seven then five more
Just an equation?
Blast from the Past:
Inspiration comes
From within your minds eye but
So does writer’s block.
(I’m back with internet, able to post now. Over the next few days, you’ll see me post my haikus from the last few days.)

The smallest of things
Zooms up close after a while
Whispering “Hello!”
Blast from the Past:
Uncover the core
Of the impossible. See
The world around you.

My words keep hyphen-
Ating. My eyes always dash-
Ing to the next line.
Blast from the Past:
blah blah blabba blah
those are your five plus seven
plus five syllables