The Kill
The stump of a tooth was tethered to stars.
At five till midnight three men puffed cigars.
One of them lathered his whiskery chin,
Using a brush soaked in whisky and gin.
One plowed through the soil, one raised a harpoon,
Hurling it carefully right at the moon.
The moon with a sigh crashed into the sea;
Monstrous waves followed and splintered the quay.
Once he’d accomplished this feat of great skill,
The harpooner bragged of making a kill,
A kill so complete the moon shines no more,
Except when wild women dance on the shore.
Poem © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More The Whirligig #301
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Shadow Shot Sunday 2: Arizona Landscape
On a winter afternoon in Apache County, Arizona part of the landscape lies in shadows.
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No Tongues
Cacti and a palo verde tree cast shadows in a courtyard of Mission San Xavier del Bac, Tucson, Arizona.
Winter afternoon—
they have no tongues, these shadows,
yet their speech is clear.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Peeling Paint
Paint peels from a once bright wall at Cattle Track Arts Compound, Scottsdale, Arizona.
One photo, two memes.
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Haibun: Sacred Grove
I walk barefoot on the gravel path, ignoring the pain. My pulse quickens, my blood runs hot. I feel as though I could float, or leap for joy. I’m going to visit my old friend the ginkgo. To shave off time, and arrive sooner, I double my speed. Now I see the ginkgo, framed as always by two recumbent Buddhas. From one of the Buddhas, a startled dove takes flight. On the head of the other, a monstrous crow grins, and plucks a passing insect from the air. I stand in the sacred grove where mystery abounds. All is well.
Urged on by the wind,
a little girl’s dragon kite
circles round the sun.
Haibun © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Shadow Shot Sunday 2: Sculpture
Cattle Track Arts Compound, Scottsdale, Arizona features some interesting sculptures.
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Beyond
Cattle Track Arts Compound, Scottsdale, Arizona contains some interesting buildings.
Beyond my courtyard
I sense the distant mountains
waiting for fresh snow.
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Light Show
On a winter morning the sun rises in Wellton, Arizona.
winter pilgrimage—
walking away from darkness
and into the light
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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Shrine
A shrine to the Virgin of Guadalupe, is perched high on the corner of a house in San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México.
One photo, two memes.
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Old Story
A stained glass window depicts the Nativity at Sacred Heart Church, Farmington, New Mexico.
On this New Year’s Day,
I recall an old story
of a baby’s birth.
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