Each day that you work
Just brings you one day closer to
When they will fire you
Blast from the Past:
Earn your right to sit
At the table to listen…
Be silent and paid
11/08/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Tag: flashpoetry
11/07/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Violence:
The continued quest
To win the competition to
Become carbon first
Blast from the Past:
You cannot have both
Dialoguing with evil
Violence would be fine
11/06/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
How come humans can’t
Enjoy what we have without
Suffering for it
Blast from the Past:
Very few people
If they knew the harm they’d cause
Would still go do it
11/05/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
My brain is pounding.
My limbs throb everywhere.
I can barely move.
(I’ve been sick for the last few days, in case you were wondering while I wasn’t able to post haikus for a few days. I wrote the haikus each day but was just unable to come online and post them. You should see them posted over the next few days.)
Blast from the Past:
The snot in my nose
Will there be a limit to
How much I blow out
11/04/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Writing a poem
While whizzing by on the back
Of a motorbike
Blast from the Past:
The world must slow down,
Or be less intriguing that
I can fly through it.
11/03/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Get off while you can.
You were never that good at
Riding high horses.
Blast from the Past:
I know too much to not know that I know too little about your situation to judge it.
(An aphorism)
11/02/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Tears, smears, fists, and gists
I work and hurt, shrug and hug,
Reeling and healing
Blast from the Past:
Words words words words words
Words words words words words words words
Words words words words hug
11/01/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Too much excitement
Late at night and now I can’t
Drift back into sleep
Blast from the Past:
Lying in bed
Trying to count my way to
Infinity…
10/31/25 A New Tanka for a New Day
As my eyelids close,
The constant blares of traffic
Help to remind me
That the city does not join me
In slowly drifting to sleep
Blast from the Past:
A massive skyline
Peeks to seek, to spot, to scale
Manicured mountains
10/30/25 A New Haiku for a New Day
Sleepy morning when
I can finally relax
After so much fun
Blast from the Past:
As I return home,
There is nothing for me, yet
There is everything