
Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my five (yes, five!) haiku poems:
a mess of your own
doing is the worst to sit
with, as it piles up.
I made a mess of
us; scattered dandelions
polluting our hearts.
depression brain mess;
messaging massaged to make
mind amenable.
anxiety mess
ensnared in a wood of nerves
hoping for sunlight.
my hands are a mess,
covered in soot, holding the
embers of our love.