
Pinky, not the Brain,
Is the one who understands
The world’s meaning: Narf!
Blast from the Past:
Nothing’s better than
Achieving your long-sought goal
To feel hollowness.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

Pinky, not the Brain,
Is the one who understands
The world’s meaning: Narf!
Blast from the Past:
Nothing’s better than
Achieving your long-sought goal
To feel hollowness.

Signs litter the land
Watch out for them, but where are
These cassowaries?
Blast from the Past:
Now that I finished
All of my tasks, emptiness
Washes over me

A midnight meeting
Woke up in the back of my van
To talk to the US
Blast from the Past:
A job will take all that you are willing to give it.
(An aphorism)

The gentle breeze sweeps
Across the stale heat along
The dusty desert
Blast from the Past:
I’m in the hot sun
Swaying in my seat trying
To produce a breeze

I sit here thinking
Up the poem I will write
One word at a time
Blast from the Past:
I must write one of
These haikus. If only I had
Any inspiration.

Oh waters of Babylon
Can your ever
Collect all my tears?
Blast from the Past:
Every tear wept
By the abused is a crown
Drawn to a new dawn

A small blade of grass
Reveals in simplicity
The beauty of life
Blast from the Past:
The spider’s web:
Like all nature’s art:
Intricate and beautiful
Yet gone the next day

What’s a roadtrip but
An endless excursion to
The next gas station
Blast from the Past:
New day
New drive
New trails
New hikes
Same feel

A twisting tree
Clasping through the wind
Towards the sun
Blast from the Past:
The persistent breeze
Finally finds its home in
The leaves of the tree

How can you tell
Oh wave whether your ripple
Will make its mark against the shore
Blast from the Past:
Drop in a puddle,
A rush of waves advancing
Towards nothingness