DROPLET SHINES. DROP DRIPS.
H TO THE OH MY GOD! NO!
LETTER’S LOVE WORDS BLEED.

BUG BUGGED BY BUM LEG.
SEVEN STEPS OKAY, THEN LIMP.
ONCE GRACEFUL, NOW CLUTZ.

IMAGE BREAKS ON ROCK
COLORS FIZZ BELOW SURFACE
RIVER REFLECTS GOLD

BIRD SINGS. BIRD DANCES.
CHICKEN HAWK BEATS WAR DRUM—BOOM.
BIRD FLEES. NOT HIS THING.

PUPPY LICKS SNOW GONE.
SNIFFS. SCRATCHES. NO MORE. GROUND DRY.
WAG STOPS. WHIMPERS. THIRST.

IDEA FORMING,
GRAB PEN TO TAKE NOTE. HURRY.
PEN ALOFT, MIND BLANKS.

2 thoughts on “Haiku by Doug Deneen

  1. Doug—- so good to hear your voice . In this time of wasted pointless words, your particular brand of warped wisdom is priceless

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