09/01/25 A New Palindrome Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Rob Griffin

Silent men
Make monsters
Scream
Monsters make
Men silent

This is my first go at a palindrome poem. The idea is that after a certain hinge word (in my case “scream”) the rest of the poem repeats the same words backwards.

Blast from the Past:

Must we feign surprise
When monsters return after
We bred them so long?

08/31/25 A Magic 9 Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Pexels

Eyes glued forward, beyond the rise and fall
Too afraid to look another way
The wind howls its persistent call
A slap across my face
The boat inches on its slow crawl
Nothing can change its glacial pace
“Forward!”, “Forward!” I try to call
Get me to another day
Beyond the rise and fall

Today’s poem is a Magic 9 poem, a 9 line poem following this rhyme scheme: abacadaba. Evidently, this form of poetry was invented as a typo of abracadabra, but without the r’s.

Blast from the Past:

I’ll try again to
Right the ship that veers off course
Towards oblivion

08/27/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo credit: Craig Marolf

Unable to know
Which way is up or down. The
Horizon is gone.

Blast from the Past:

I’m at the end of
The road, nowhere else to turn
I sit down and wait

08/26/25 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Alexander Krivitskiy

I don’t believe in anger
I don’t believe in rage
I can’t stand your pain
I don’t want your cage
None of this will lead me
Back to you again

(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)

Blast from the Past:

Not proactive enough, not obedient enough,
Not developing enough, not restraining enough,
Not enough good questions, not confirming enough,
I have had enough enoughs

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

Photo Credit: YEH CHE WEI

During all of this
You’ll never be able to stop
The arrow of time

(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)

Blast from the Past:

Life is shortened by
Spending time sheltering from
Afternoon showers

08/24/25 A New Pegunta for a New Day

Photo Credit: Thuy

Do our lives matter
If in time we will soon be
Fully forgotten?

Lacking legacy,
We’re now free to forge our own
Meaning for our moment

This poem is a pegunta. The idea is to have the first stanza raise a question that the second stanza answers.

Blast from the Past:

Stop looking for a
Meaning; you are the meaning
Start being yourself.

(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)

08/23/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo credit: Vishal mallik

The end of the earth
Inability to do
Are you happy now

(I lost internet for a few days, so I was not able to post the poem I wrote that day until several days later.)

Blast from the Past:

The road is bumpy
But the hardship is worth it
The happy ending