Whirling for Good or Ill

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~~ 1 ~~
 
her passport photo
veins bulging in her forehead
from the night before
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
ocean on the floor
the toddler’s howl of dismay
as she spills her milk
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
tangled old orchard
filling her with fear and dread—
the fruitless plum trees
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
a secret language
spoken only by bruised flesh
women understand
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
a silver whistle—
the weight of it in my hand
greater than my life
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
in the stone circle
waiting to welcome the moon—
the owl calls my name
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
empty begging bowl
not a single grain of rice
gracing the bottom
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
on a blue table
bouquet of yellow roses
dropping their petals
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
ghost of a corn stalk
blasted by hot winds and drought—
this crop of ruin
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
smashing a spider
with a granite paperweight—
the terrified child
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
names of the war dead
chiseled in a granite wall
stray dog lifts his leg
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
old haiku poet
sadness drifting through her words
still she dips her pen

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Posted on March 1, 2015, in 5-7-5, The Poetry Pantry, The Sunday Whirl and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.

  1. Many amazing images in these haiku.. I especially liked the one that made me smile with the dog lifting its leg. The language of bruises made me cold.

  2. As usual you have shown us your versatility and skill.

  3. Yes, a dip pen is just the right speed…enjoyed each one!

  4. beautiful word pictures…

  5. Oh your pen is mighty and thankfully you still dip it…I loved and felt this one so strongly…we do only know and can speak that language with our eyes as we see the black and blue flesh…

    ‘a secret language
    spoken only by bruised flesh
    women understand’

  6. I enjoyed the sequence as usual, and found a few particiulatrly unique and perceptive: 2,3,4,5
    and 10, 11, 12. I love the different uses of “granite” in 10 and 11.

  7. So lovely….especially the stone circle haiku and your closing one about the sad haiku poet….still dipping her pen. Yay! Keep dipping!

  8. And yet again, I couldn’t help connecting several of these. The bruised flesh that only women understand, the silver whistle that calls to the crossing of a finish line, and the owl who calls your name inviting you to let her teach you how to bring light into the darkness. Several more, including that final one because that old poet, no matter the feeling, will continue to do what she alone can do and I am grateful for that,

    Elizabeth
    https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2015/03/01/mythopoesis/

  9. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

    Long may you continue to dip it! I always enjoy what comes forth.

  10. The first one makes me think you got a glimpse of my driver’s license photo. I had to wait over an hour and was thoroughly exasperated by that point.

  11. A lovely series of haiku with each splash of vision one can see so clearly …

  12. i luv the last haiku; its so in essence, the plight of every artist
    have a good week

    http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/2015/03/29.html
    much love…

  13. This one took us for a spin…if the last verse is autobiographical – you are sprightly in form and pen!

    • magicalmysticalteacher

      So much in your comment hinges on the biggest little word in the English language: if!

      On Mon, Mar 2, 2015 at 6:24 AM, Magical Mystical Teacher wrote:

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  14. Like the last one! It shows tenacity against the throes of the aging process! Wonderful set MMT!

    Hank

  15. The last one fills the screen more than any other.

  16. LOVED the creativity.

    i am still soaking in the images, MMT!

  17. Keep dipping your pen! Such wonderful haiku. The last one touches me with reality.

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