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04/22/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

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

Questions draw people in,
But pronouncements push them away
Ask questions.

Blast from the Past:

Raise troubling questions
Malleable conventions
Few floating forays

Seconds before the
Big impact is the wrong time
To ask what the point is

Blast from the Past:

Isolated in our
Hulking towers of gray stone:
Evil in nonbeing