Lingering

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Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Among the palm fronds
the song of a mourning dove
lingers long past noon.

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Saguaro flowers

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Saguaro cactus blossoms, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Saguaro flowers glowing
Against the bright blue sky
Fill me with greatest pleasure,
And here’s the reason why:
 
I think there’s nothing finer
Than seeing a white bloom
Juxtaposed against the sky
To chase away my gloom.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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From the ashes

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Ocotillo blossoms during the spring 2017 “super bloom,” Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


Although these blooms are lovely,
They will not come again;
Blasted by the desert heat,
They vanished with the wind.
 
Yet I believe the promise
That beauty will arise
From the ashes of these blooms
To grace the desert skies.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Coyote

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Detail from a mural, Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona
 


Coyote couldn’t care less
About the crimson blooms,
Because he’s stalking field mice
Cowering in their rooms.
 
If he should see a flower,
Coyote passes by;
His single-minded passion
Is making mince-mice pie!

 
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Blue Monday: Footprint

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A simulated dinosaur footprint, Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona
  


Something left a footprint,
Left it in the dirt;
Something left a footprint,
Something that can hurt;
 
Something that is bigger
Than a dog or cat;
Something that is stronger
Than a rabid rat.
 
I’ll avoid that something,
So no harm will come
To my toes, knees or nose,
Neither to my bum!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Public Defender

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Geese at Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 
 

This was on
the Daily Show:

 
Did you hear the one
about the public defender
who got confused
and represented
the wrong thief?
The charges were dropped,
but the thief ended up
as a lonely insomniac.
Which just goes to show,
I suppose,
that even a college-educated person
(I’m thinking of the public defender)
had better remember his (or
her) p’s and q’s
before he (or she) cleanses
(or attempts to cleanse)
the soul of another.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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How

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Daybreak at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


How will all these shadows end?

 
 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Hush

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Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


Noisy cactus wren,
won’t you hush up long enough
to see the blossoms?

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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On a road less traveled

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Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


On a road less traveled
I took my trusty bike,
Hoping that I’d see a snake
Or something else I like.
 
But that road less traveled
Made both my tires go flat,
So I sat beside the road
And fiddled with my hat.

 
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I wish I had a Harley

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Art on a boarded-up building, Ajo, Arizona
 


I wish I had a Harley
Instead of my old Schwinn;
I’d open up the throttle,
Go faster than the wind.
 
But all I have to take me
Someplace at a low cost
Is the bike I’ve had so long
That all its sheen is lost.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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