
I sit here thinking
Up the poem I will write
One word at a time
Blast from the Past:
I must write one of
These haikus. If only I had
Any inspiration.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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I sit here thinking
Up the poem I will write
One word at a time
Blast from the Past:
I must write one of
These haikus. If only I had
Any inspiration.

Oh waters of Babylon
Can your ever
Collect all my tears?
Blast from the Past:
Every tear wept
By the abused is a crown
Drawn to a new dawn

A small blade of grass
Reveals in simplicity
The beauty of life
Blast from the Past:
The spider’s web:
Like all nature’s art:
Intricate and beautiful
Yet gone the next day

What’s a roadtrip but
An endless excursion to
The next gas station
Blast from the Past:
New day
New drive
New trails
New hikes
Same feel

A twisting tree
Clasping through the wind
Towards the sun
Blast from the Past:
The persistent breeze
Finally finds its home in
The leaves of the tree

How can you tell
Oh wave whether your ripple
Will make its mark against the shore
Blast from the Past:
Drop in a puddle,
A rush of waves advancing
Towards nothingness

At the water’s edge
Where the animals come drink,
The crocodile waits.
Blast from the Past:
An anaconda hangs
On the chandelier above.
Proceed if you dare.

The black swan
Curled up like a snake
Over her nest
Blast from the Past:
Regular insects
Transforming at night into
Dazzling fireflies

My eyes awake, and
My mind learns that no recent
Thought made any sense
Blast from the Past:
To sleep and then to dream
Venture beyond the world of
Possibilities

A sure way to
Never hate someone again
Is to see them die
Blast from the Past:
Disorder will leave
A lasting mark on some lives.
Remove what you hate.