
A New Year rolls by,
And I cannot remember
What to think of that
Blast from the Past:
I have everything
I’ve struggled for years, but
Why aren’t I happy?
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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A New Year rolls by,
And I cannot remember
What to think of that
Blast from the Past:
I have everything
I’ve struggled for years, but
Why aren’t I happy?

I am a caged monkey
Trying all he can to swing
Amidst bigger bars
Blast from the Past:
The well-liked parrot
Ends up in a cage for all
To get to hang with

Caged by fantasy
It’s reality that gives
Humankind its wings.
Blast from the Past:
How to establish
Good boundaries with someone
Lost in fantasy

The heat of life
Can make even the most
Enjoyable day unbearable
Blast from the Past:
A fallen flower
Floating down a gushing stream –
What else is life’s dream?

The monkey plays among
The mangrove trees, flapping its
Strange, enormous nose
(Yesterday I saw hibiscus monkeys, which are strange-looking monkeys here living in mangrove forests.)
Blast from the Past:
Maybe orchids hate beauty,
Becoming so beautiful
So that they do not have
To engage with the beauty of others

Bungling populist
Bloke you can get a drink with
Bountiful evil
Blast from the Past:
Just a sinister
Attempt to build a cult of
Personality

We didn’t start the fire,
But we profit from the smoke.
Dancing in its flames.
Blast from the Past:
What is this world?
It’s a world of fire and salt
Where nothing is real
Unless it is in ashes

Pulled in so many
Directions. Do this. Do that.
Forced through the motions
Blast from the Past:
We must return to
Ourselves after long stretches
To renew our soul

Outside in the heat
On a persistent quest to
Remain hydrated
Blast from the Past:
Winter beach: lilting waves,
Icy wind, quiet: No one’s dumb
Enough to be here.

Can you ever
Smell the scent
Of your own breath?
Blast from the Past:
Cuddle in puddles
Snuggle by bitty puggles
Crumple on rumples