My Haiku

My name is Douglas
I am a deep dark river—
anxious—but moving


My Haiku and Senryu are based upon the more liberal trends prominent in the "American Haiku.” Some may not necessarily conform to the Japanese standards, but they often fit my language and my rebellious style a little better. And while they may not be all about nature—they may be about my nature. Little thoughts are captured and sealed up within a random shell of nature or upon a couch of irrational madness. As my “Yoga” poetry—you will discover that many of these things introduce a theme or idea that is developed further in my larger works.
(Posts are numbered in time, with the most recent posting given the highest value and placed at the top of the page)


  • 401

    at times my body
    seems to loathe my inner workings
    I hired a new drug

  • 402

    smokes from fire-stained maps
    settle in my green valley
    crushing my weak lungs

  • 403

    our clear winds have fled
    to lands beyond our dark pride
    where reason listens

  • 404

    no quantities of
    repetition and volume
    mold lies into truth