War

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Cholla cactus blossoms at daybreak, Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


You’d think that a cactus would welcome the light.
Instead, it was fighting with all of its might
The vanishing darkness, the lengthening day—
How strange was the battle I saw by the way!
 
The battle continues, or so I am told;
The stones and the sands repeat stories of old.
The warring goes on between darkness and light,
With cactuses getting caught up in the fight.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Hungry Mallard

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Part of a sign promoting clean lakes and streams, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


One day a hungry mallard
Was looking for a snack;
He looked both up- and downstream,
He looked both front and back.
 
He settled for a minnow,
While hungering for more,
Then swam back reluctantly
To the distant shore.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

The middle child

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Section of a mural in San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México

 
 

The middle child,
feeling lost and upset,
goes for treatment
one day a week.
In the waiting room,
her older brother
chants nursery rhymes
and tells stories
in a vain attempt
to comfort her.
“Wait till you see the lunches
they serve at school next week,”
he says.
“Seven kinds of ice cream!”
But the disconsolate middle child
cares nothing for ice cream lunches.
All she wants is to rise up
out of her wheelchair
and walk.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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Why

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An old farm truck rusts in the sun, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Why do all things fall apart?

 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Cholla

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Cholla cactus at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


Little cactus wren,
your nest in the tall cholla
blew away last night!

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Barren

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


these barren branches—
even the dove fat with song
refuses to sing

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Playing her part

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Sunset, Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
 


She quiets her mind and opens her arms,
Embracing the ocean and stars;
Even the planets draw near as she breathes
And blesses both Venus and Mars.
 
Yoga sustains her day in and day out,
A peace settles over her soul;
She’s playing her part, although it is small,
Her part in the glorious whole.

 
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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The Yogi

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Sunrise, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


A yogi once lived by himself near a tree,
Waiting and watching with wonder;
His mission in life was solely to see
How rain came from lightning and thunder.
 
Alas for the yogi, he didn’t attain
The dream he had so long pursued.
And so, he massaged his poor muddled brain,
And proceeded to meditate nude.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Monsters

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A mosaic dinosaur footprint at Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona
 


Monsters, monsters everywhere,
On the land, and in the air!
Monsters with great clumsy feet!
Monsters you don’t want to meet!
 
Stay away from monster land!
Stay away from where they stand,
Lest you fall beneath their feet,
And your downfall be complete!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Angel

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A winding path, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 
 

A father bends
to help his little girl
who has skinned her knee
while running.
Somehow her legs gave way
and she stumbled in the gravel
at the sidewalk’s end.
He kisses the wound
again and again, murmuring,
“It’s all right, angel, it’s all right.”
Smiling back at him
through tears, she says,
“Thank you, Daddy.
You’re an angel too.”
Then the big angel spreads his wings
and carries his little angel home.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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