
Branches dissolving
As they descend into the
Acidic green lake
Blast from the Past:
Burnt red clay
And shards of glass
Where the world turned to salt and fire
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.

Branches dissolving
As they descend into the
Acidic green lake
Blast from the Past:
Burnt red clay
And shards of glass
Where the world turned to salt and fire

An endless growth of
Pines, ferns, moss, and somehow
Many palm tree husks
A Posthumous Title: The temperate rain forest of New Zealand
Blast from the Past:
These forests of pillars
Now eroding stone in the
Summer wind and rain
(I wrote the first haiku above while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)

Cacophony of
Vocalizations. Hysteria
Is sky-high.
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the Past:
Oh crowd, pushing me
And pulling me to and fro,
To where do you lead?

Moments of potential
Become monuments to
Our dawning reality
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the past:
Nothing eases pain
But it’s moments that give hope
Be a good neighbor

The conscious mind wakes
To the potential dawning
Of reality
(I wrote this haiku while on the road without enough internet access to post it day of, so I posted later when I internet.)
Blast from the Past:
Hey, wakey wakey.
There’s eggs and bac-y. Well no,
But here’s a haiku.

Welcome and behold
The roots that weave us with those
Who built our present
Blast from the Past:
Processing choices
Made about me before I
Had even been born.
I am going to be traveling throughout the countryside until May 28th, 2025, so I will not have consistent internet access. Thus, I will be taking a break from posting my daily haikus. I plan to resume them once I get back. I will also not likely post my daily haikus. I will still write haikus everyday. I cannot but love writing these while traveling, but I will not usually have the internet to upload them here every day like I normally day. Once I get back, I hope to bulk upload all the haikus I wrote as I traveling. Thank you for your patience and support.

One, lone airplane
Flying over the ocean,
Taking me to new worlds
Blast from the Past:
This winding dirt road
What wonders I must go see
To explore the world

Liberate the earth.
Imprison the sky. I fall
To remain faithful
Blast from the Past:
To have faith is to
Live in the constant fear
That you will lose it.

Soft hands and warm oil
Stretch, relax, and moisturize,
Getting a massage
Blast from the Past:
Sometimes you must learn
To gently calm down. Take time
To relax and heal.

It’s in the ashes
I’ve the ability to
Invent a new dawn.
Blast from the Past:
Let us venture forth.
Hoist the anchor. Sail into
Abysmal failure.