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01/24/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

After the dew fades,
You must face a new bright day
Again and again

Blast from the Past:

Why must learning be
So slow and agonizing,
Redone each new day

As my youth simmers,
Some parts harden into me
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Young kids stare amazed
Fingers typing, “Dupe dupe dupe!”
At the typewriter

Each morning I wake,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades

An Alternative Version:

Each morning I stand,
Force myself into the day
After the day fades

When life’s spark simmers,
A persistent residue
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

I beg for water,
For my bucket is filled with
Fresh morning glories

What comes of the day?
The morning’s quiet passes
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

My emotions fade
Like morning dew in the sun
To return the next day

The world passes by
You stay still, always changing
After the dew fades

Blast from the Past:

Nothing’s happening.
I’m just writing this haiku
While the world spins by.

I sit in your box
Wondering the next moment
I can move beyond these walls

Blast from the Past:

I tried but was ignored. Moving on.
Your mind’s made up. Forced darkness.

The True Rulers of the Land:

The birds who always
Can find their home and the seeds
Digging into earth

Blast from the Past:

I must move
Venture to the next place
Never confined by a home

A word to the wise:
Always remember to breathe
Instead of yelling

Blast from the Past:

Out of anger and spite
You shot yourself in the foot.
Forgot the ricochet

The lessons of life
Rarely come cheap. Their price is
Etched in my wrinkles.

Blast from the Past:

After all of this,
We’ll need a second life to
Apply what we learned