how do i tell the Moon

mbrazfield (c) 2024

how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is gone
far from everything we know high away past the Pleiades and the Milky Way but always in the vicinity of higher power

how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is gone way past forever yet eternally  interwoven in star dust and holy silent breaths caressing her head after she’s wept too much

how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is of such love magnitude that we can’t see her as she holds us in her loving arms ebbing and flowing us warmly in her arms

clouds with wires

mbrazfield (c) 2024

i like my clouds with some wires
memories of kindergarten
Franklin’s kites and keys
corduroy jackets pigtails

i like my sky with blue infinity
endless forever high up
United Nations NPR
Joe Strummer high gas prices

wires are reminders to my eyes
finish lines running away from
eventually crossing them
grinning old girl am i

blue inks on papers change
trajectories of lives
bars in language community
null void twisted noise

clouds pure shamanic puff
feeding the ducks in Lincoln Heights
remember those we lost
immortalized on walls
ironically in life that’s all they’ve known

wires clouds blue sky songs
baking bread train track grease
cool wind cigarette butts
let my mind be silent today

mbrazfield (c) 2024