Thirteen Haiku
On one stone altar
sticks of sweet incense smolder—
still the river flows.
Drowned in thick honey
a hunk of bread with butter
is my midday feast.
Fellow travelers
have kindled their evening fires,
driving back the dark.
She sniffs the wood smoke,
fleeting as a frightened deer—
and then she moves on.
You can talk to them,
the spark, the glowing ember,
if you know their tongue.
Harsh marching orders
barked by mindless generals—
yet we obey them.
My kitchen table
is larger than a planet
when friends eat with me.
There are many ways
to avoid holy silence—
which one will you choose?
Pushing words around
makes the mind oblivious
to the Holy One.
Learn to love the place
where ice huddles in your soul,
waiting for spring thaw.
Their dreams of writing
keep them trapped in paragraphs
of a darksome hue.
Focused on the road,
she missed the diamond waiting
for her in the ditch.
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Posted on November 20, 2011, in haiku, Poetry Picnic, Postcards from Paradise, The Poetry Pantry, The Sunday Whirl, We Write Poems. Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.
Magical Mystical Teacher 
I love this exercise in words. I want to try it out.
Love this…
“Learn to love the place
where ice huddles in your soul,
waiting for spring thaw.”
beautiful poetry my friend! I am following!!!
i feel that you have taken me in to a very holy place
where you commune privately with those you love.
thank you for your grace and inclusion.
The fifth, tenth and eleventh were poetic perfection!!
Thank you! Each of these is a gem, opening thought to new ideas. Exsquisitely faceted stones….
My favorite:
You can talk to them,
the spark, the glowing ember,
if you know their tongue.
This is creative and beautiful,
please share with poetry picnic today.
Cheers.
so many lovely haiku reflections, but i think this is my favorite:
“Learn to love the place
where ice huddles in your soul,
waiting for spring thaw.”
again wow! Love how you weave words into pictures.
Oh I absolutely adore these. Every single one! Beautiful.
“Focused on the road,
she missed the diamond waiting
for her in the ditch.”
….my favourite.
Some diamonds in there..
What a great idea to use each word for a haiku! My favourite is number 12.
Loved each one of those!
oblivion
I loved them – every single one! Brilliant writing.
love all of them.
impressive Haikus,
smart useage of the wordle.
🙂
These are really wonderful! Thank you so much!! I really love these: “You can talk to them / the sparks, the glowing ember / if you know their tongue” and “pushing words around makes the mind oblivious/ to the Holy One”. Lovely!!
i like this one the best ->
Pushing words around
makes the mind oblivious
to the Holy One.