Beginnings and Endings

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A night with no wind—
the novice lights three candles,
dreading the first gust.

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the sun for a while
hovering over the oaks
then plunging earthward

~~ 3 ~~

a night with no wind—
the sound of gravel shifting
on the garden path

~~ 4 ~~

The whore’s rose perfume—
for a while the prodigal
misses his mother.

~~ 5 ~~

a night with no wind—
grieving the loss of the last
white chrysanthemums

~~ 6 ~~

for a while at dusk
an unexpected longing
for him she once loved

~~ 7 ~~

a night with no wind—
hoping to find a willow
for a resting place

~~ 8 ~~

For a while at dawn
the tavern at the corner
shuts down for cleaning.

~~ 9 ~~

a night with no wind—
the young monk hoping to learn
something from the stars

~~ 10 ~~

treasure for a while—
three golden melon blossoms
melting in the sun

~~ 11 ~~

a night with no wind—
mice rushing through the melons
music in their feet

~~ 12 ~~

for a while the roar
of the melons in the field
startling the farmer

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher

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Posted on May 17, 2015, in 5-7-5, Basho, Carpe Diem, Sunday Scribblings 2, Sunday's Whirligig, The Poetry Pantry and tagged candles, find, gravel, grieving, learn, longing, night, prodigal, roar, rushing, sun, tavern, treasure, while, wind. Bookmark the permalink. 32 Comments.

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thotpurge | May 17, 2015 at 5:51 am

4 and 6 stood out for me…lovely!

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Jae Rose | May 17, 2015 at 6:15 am

A night with no wind seems to offer up many possibilities ..treasures and melon blossoms..yum..says a certain little lady

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- magicalmysticalteacher | May 17, 2015 at 6:17 am
  
  Not Alice! 😉
  
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  - Jae Rose | May 17, 2015 at 6:27 am
    
    Maybe not this time! Melon sounds nice..even better when it is blossoming
    
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Mary | May 17, 2015 at 6:31 am

Whew, a good thing that the bar can close down for an hour or two. (Smiles.) And, ah, a night with no wind- one can definitely hear everything…even that gravel shifting. A nice set!

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Sanaa | May 17, 2015 at 6:35 am

This is an absolutely incredible poem 😀 loved these lines:

for a while at dusk
an unexpected longing
for him she once loved

Beautifully penned.. 🙂
xoxo

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Cressida | May 17, 2015 at 7:13 am

Absolutely stunning….reads to me like one poem…lovely surreal effect. Very very good !

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Björn Rudberg (brudberg) | May 17, 2015 at 7:14 am

Oh I love the mystery of number 3.. Maybe it’s the incorporation of sound.

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vandana | May 17, 2015 at 7:17 am

So beautiful and like sanan my favourite part are also those lines…………………………

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annell4 | May 17, 2015 at 7:58 am

Loved each one….each one sincere, and spoke with its’ own voice.

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http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com | May 17, 2015 at 8:52 am

Lovely, I like the way you kept to a theme, even though each one is complete in itself.

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Sherry Blue Sky | May 17, 2015 at 10:32 am

All so beautiful, and then the humorous surprise of the roaring melons. Yay!

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Mr. Walker | May 17, 2015 at 10:46 am

Lovely, as always. I love the repetition of “a night with no wind” – and I’m quite partial to the tavern one.

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Gautami S Tripathy | May 17, 2015 at 10:47 am

Loved all but 6 is best!

where the night is without wind

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Susan | May 17, 2015 at 4:12 pm

I always love reading your woven tales. Today, I’m a little under the weather so couldn’t follow the dips and turns as much as usual.

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Suzanne | May 17, 2015 at 4:17 pm

I love the line a night with no wind. It has certainly sparked your creativity here. The way you have repeated thecline again and again is really powerful. The haiku read like a sing. I think I will have to check out that prompt too.

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Suzanne | May 17, 2015 at 4:18 pm

Sorry – I meant song not sing

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totomai | May 17, 2015 at 4:19 pm

songs of the night.. songs of the lonely. lovely observations 🙂

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peggygoetz | May 17, 2015 at 4:22 pm

Really enjoyed reading these with the repetition of a night with no wind. I hope to try to write to the Whirl words as well today.

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Donna@Living From Happiness | May 17, 2015 at 4:58 pm

So much can happen on a night with no wind….

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- magicalmysticalteacher | May 17, 2015 at 4:59 pm
  
  And on windy nights too, I suppose! 😉
  
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oldegg | May 17, 2015 at 6:32 pm

That prodigal son gets a guilty conscience when reminded of his mother. What a great picture that is!

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adaspoetryalcove | May 17, 2015 at 7:09 pm

Such a beautiful writing. I love the music in the feet of the mice. These were so nice I have to keep reading them! Thanks for sharing.

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Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) | May 17, 2015 at 8:30 pm

Wonderful! I think these are your masterpieces (so far).

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Bastet | May 17, 2015 at 10:32 pm

Great series and it’s really hard to choose just one in a single reading … a post to come back to over and over again to contemplate.

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kaykuala h | May 17, 2015 at 11:25 pm

A night with no winds can be most testing to one’s comforts! Truly said MMT!

Hank

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Sumana Roy | May 18, 2015 at 12:34 am

night is the stage and all perform…nice set as always but no.4 speaks volumes……….

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Misky | May 18, 2015 at 8:42 am

A roaring melon would frighten the heck out of me!

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ZQ | May 18, 2015 at 12:13 pm

Awesome! (as usual 🙂 )

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Greg | May 18, 2015 at 7:32 pm

Lovely all but I’m especially fond of #2!

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glmeisner | May 19, 2015 at 4:52 am

This set was wonderful the repeating rhythm of the lines they shared really tied them together. #12 made me smile.

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humbird | May 19, 2015 at 10:51 am

Nice setting, spooky ‘the sound of gravel shifting’ and so many mystical and mysterious events happen on ‘a night with no wind’ 🙂

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