Danzig belts it out
my dark scrapbooks lay across
open to my life
old punk kid haiku
Haiku
bitter haiku
i don’t need a soul
you as you have shown me that
love i divorce you
mural by LA Street Artist
grieving haiku
tears evaporate
leaving behind memories
i stand on wet sand
twisted spine
my back is my strength
i sit with the moon at might
we both speak softly
anticipation haiku
the thoughts are balled up
pulsating and cruel they come
tonight my eyes weep
painful haiku
supple
like
iron
words
hard
as
redwood
branches
hand
heavy
with
hate
mbrazfield (c) 2022
nourishment haiku
we wish we could feed
those sad souls in need of love
their pain is too great
simple pleasure haiku
don’t fall to the ground
little honeysuckle bud
i’m not done sniffing
lucky
your kiss makes me wait
then forever you vanish
the flowers will bloom
giants
eyes large and sullen
no sight just dreams across lines
we are the giants
words less spoken 