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)
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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