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Clear

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Mrs. Cranston left a stone at Roxaboxen Park, Yuma, Arizona. (Read why people leave stones at Roxaboxen.)
 


The message is clear
without a Rosetta Stone:
neat story, neat place.

 
Text © 2015 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Rosetta Stone”

Tanka Time

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Of this week’s dozen words I have used: bones, river, teeth, reveal, emerge, reel
 


~~ 1 ~~
 
In the wilderness
the ancient tree women sing
with fire in their bones—
ravens joining the chorus
cannot quench the fierce burning.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
resting for an hour
in the shadows of the pines—
river in her heart
flowing toward restoration
flowing away from despair
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Hurry, they are here,
the ones you have waited for,
teeth sharp, eyes aglow,
disguised as clowns and donkeys,
but eager to devour you.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
secrets of the moth
revealed in graphic detail—
the old druid sings
and in his singing new wings
form between his broken teeth
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
Fishing from the bridge
with a stolen rod and reel—
Egypt lies downstream
where ten thousand hapless souls
still wait for deliverance.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
God of the kitchen,
may nothing dreadful emerge
from my pots and pans,
but only savory things,
filled with the spice of wonder.

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 210

Scraps

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~~ 1 ~~
 
muttering nonsense
the women at the dumpster
rummaging for scraps
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
in a hidden vein
gold ore waiting in the dark
for a miner’s pick
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
hibiscus blossoms—
tearing at them with anger
till they are no more
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
pilgrims on the way
the youngest lagging behind
to pick some daisies
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
from here to Denver
across the Mississippi—
the length of her stride
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the topmost branches
of a forty-foot white oak—
my childhood lookout
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
the joy of walking
in places with no footprints
crow guiding my way
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
pathway pebble-clear
walking barefoot after dark
for our rendezvous
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
an old silver tray
laden with grapes and olives—
artisanal fruit
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
hibiscus blossoms—
changing their color with chalk
snitched from a schoolboy
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
August afternoon—
the way thunderheads threaten
to flood the washes
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
(extravagant)

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #263
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #18

Rainless

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Old wooden door, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


Whenever I travel to Mexico, I look for interesting doors, so Richard Wright’s haiku speaks to me:

 

Quickly vanishing,
The first drops of summer rain
On an old wood door.

 
~~ ~~ ~~
 


on an old wood door
the sorrows of rainless days
brushed in shades of blue

 
Haiku in bold and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Blue Monday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Utabukuro #6″

Lighthouse

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Diamond Head Lighthouse, Honolulu, Hawaii
 


intrepid sailors
keeping their eyes on the light
fair weather or foul
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
lighting the way for all seafarers

 
Text © 2015 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Six-Word Saturday
 
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
 
More Carpe Diem: Lighthouse of Alexandria

Secret

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Yucca transitioning from blossom to seedpod, Navajo National Monument, Northern Arizona
 


plump seedpod
cradling next summer
in secret
gossip bees whisper
in the blossom fields

 
Tanka © 2015 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Spring Tidings”

Burning

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Sunset over Zacatecas, México
 


midsummer evening—
houses of desolation
burning without fire

 
Text © 2015 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon

Keening

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Wellton Memorial Cemetery, Wellton, Arizona
 


three sighs to sundown
and the full pink moon’s blooming—
cemetery blues
the keening of doves at dusk
and on the cusp of morning

 
Text © 2015 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Moon”

Crow

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Sunrise glimpsed through the branches of an ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


the way to my house
bestrewn with thorns and sorrows—
crow on the mountain
his tedious yammering
smearing the sun in the east
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
the way to my house
bestrewn with thorns and sorrows—
the eyes of a crow
reflect the burning mountain
just before sunrise
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
the way to my house
bestrewn with thorns and sorrows—
at the sunrise hour
a crow with its mocking song
lays waste the mountain

 
Tanka and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Sunrise…Mountaintop”
 
More Three Word Wednesday: “Reflect, Tedious, Waste”

Broom

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Hostel Villa Colonial, Zacatecas, México
 


The blue-handled broom,
weary from too much sweeping,
sags in the corner
as if an afternoon nap
might help revive its bristles.

 
Text © 2015 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Ruby Tuesday Too
 
More Carpe Diem: “Lost in the Woods about Tanka”
 

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