
Time masks its truth of
Becoming a mute guillotine
Or a god for you.
Blast from the Past:
Creeping vines of time
Entwine our lives together
Absorbed into one
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Time masks its truth of
Becoming a mute guillotine
Or a god for you.
Blast from the Past:
Creeping vines of time
Entwine our lives together
Absorbed into one
I wish I had a
Button I could press to end
All the traffic sounds
Blast from the Past:
A quintessential New York moment:
Cross the street. A car
Whips around the bend, honking
Like I am to blame.
Flowers in full bloom
In front of which everyone
Stands for a selfie
Blast from the Past:
In this city of
Crowds clambering and clanking,
You can feel alone
(This first haiku is about a flower garden I saw in Bangkok. The second one was about New York City.)
Over the hustle of cars and people,
A lone train softly glides by,
Dividing the flurry
From the still high-rises above
Blast from the Past:
Nomadic, exile,
Traveling, adventurous,
Migrating movement
Beneath this silence
Where speech can’t venture, I cry
Alone with the night
Blast from the past:
Alone in the crowd
Solitude in the hustle
The silence of sound
Fire and water meet,
And out of the clash comes the
Creation of worlds
Blast from the Past:
Fathom creation.
Flee like a belief into
Untouched subtlety.
As the earth consumes
Me, fever and loss are all
That can protect me.
Blast from the Past:
Waking, plagued hands turn
Their rocket’s autopilot
Away from the sun
Even tiny stones
Help alter the river’s course
Each one plays its part
Blast from the Past:
When you yield yourself
To the flood rushing forward,
You float upon it
I based on this second haiku on Medieval Japanese poem: https://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/Poets/I/IkkyuSojunIk/vastflood/index.html
Sitting on your throne
Made of oxhorn, conch, and stone
Alone in your world
Blast from the Past:
In time even the
Wind will give an answer to
Gravity’s promise
Barred teeth, focused eyes
White fangs, dripping with
Your blood
Blast from the Past:
Lay awake then rise
The sun will soon return, to
Reveal your demons