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08/17/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Dark night of itself
Terrifying silence
Nobody likes me

Blast from the Past:

Make peace with darkness
Cold and broken call of love
Embrace the stillness

Loud machine
Slowly turns
Its corner

Gusts of wind
Push into
Your body

It stays there
Unaware
Of its blast

(This one is about standing next to one of the really big planes as it turns the corner to take off. It’s also a tricube poem.)

Blast from the Past:

You have no control
Over the great machine that is
Civilization

The feelings that hurt
To act that’s the true wisdom
Shipwreck of my soul

Blast from the Past:

Unsure what to feel
Facing another day where
Everything’s in flux.

Collapse of my life
To listen but hardly hear
What’s in it for you?

Blast from the Past:

How can you stand with
Those who have fallen if you
Are on your two feet?

To build something that
Outlives you, you must learn how
To change the wind’s course.

Blast (or maybe breeze) from the Past:

All that will remain
Of my former self will be
The heralding wind

The blackness of life
First sword of the lightning bolt
Invisible chasm

Blast from the Past:

When the world goes dark,
We get to see the brightness
Of the stars above.

All the lonely souls
What is felt is what is lived
Half-tones of the soul

Blast from the Past:

It is loneliness
That helps us see the glitter
In the broken pot

Smashed against the wall,
Big waves ricochet into
Small pushes and pulls

Blast from the Past:

The higher the wave,
The greater the joy for the
Rock that can break it.

To say’s to renew
Nothing is of use to me
I will go with you

Blast from the Past:

One day, we’ll look back
Fondly on this crying, “What
Morons we once were!”

The false broken sky
Where did the lost eagle go?
Where life’s not painful

Blast from the Past:

My feet know where I
Need to go, even while I’m
Lost inside my head…