
More adventures will
Be there for you tomorrow.
Now go get some sleep.
Blast from the Past:
Drifting into sleep
Finally after a long day
Losing consciousness
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

More adventures will
Be there for you tomorrow.
Now go get some sleep.
Blast from the Past:
Drifting into sleep
Finally after a long day
Losing consciousness

Inscrutable hours
This morning now emerging
Inexplicable boredom
Blast from the Past:
It’s great to feel
Useless. Nothing like boredom
For your subconscious.

The real rulers of
New Zealand, in control of
Everything: the birds.
Blast from the Past:
Birds have never known
Borders, governments, or laws
And look how they soar

Meaningless blue sky
Boredom of discovering
I am what I see
Blast from the Past:
Oh to the great hunt,
But when I catch it, I’m bored.
Forever chasing.

Fog rising up the
Mountain’s face, revealing the
Lush valley beneath
Blast from the Past:
The waters runs off
Into the mist
From which it came

All life is a dream
Nostalgia’s impotence
Beauty all alone
Blast from the Past:
Reclusively you
The dream is different here
It’s a state of mind

Out from the world of
Mud, moss, and mush bursts forward
One excited dog
Blast from the Past:
Tail wagging, bouncing
A fury of excitement
But barking meanly

Movie-making is
All about the magic of
Clever illusions
Blast from the Past:
Stuck here as I race
At the speed of light in my
Imagination

The mountain beckons.
The clouds warn. A storm’s coming.
Best to know your path.
Blast from the Past:
Scaling the mountain
Rainy, slippery, wishing
Humans had four legs

Its calm, slow waters
And meandering bank hide its
Secret personhood
(This one is about the Whanganui River.)
Blast from the Past:
Fumble through the fog.
Rivers go where the waters flood.
Vanish into dark.