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Bread and Broken Dreams

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~~ 1 ~~
tangled old orchard
filling her with fear and dread—
the fruitless plum trees
disguise themselves as women
spilling vowels from their tongues
~~ 2 ~~
first calligraphy
written in the wilderness—
foxes sniff the lines
of a swart poem, wanting
to brush dark things of their own
~~ 3 ~~
In the dusty streets
she stabs the tip of her cane,
dotting her way home—
beside her hobbles a crow,
who imagines it’s her child.
~~ 4 ~~
She hears a drummer,
and then with new clarity,
understands her call:
to live among the poorest,
sharing bread and broken dreams.
~~ 5 ~~
Uncanny vision—
she smothers it with cobbles
lifted from the street,
where dreams run down the gutter
over broken bits of glass.

Tanka © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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View of the Cathedral, Zacatecas, México

the jade-seller’s lamp
still burning long past midnight
blotting out the moon
~~ ~~ ~~
Always somewhere a lamp is burning.

Text © 2015 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Waterfall, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona

Into the pocket
of the shirt I did not wash
crawls waterfall mist.

Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Gnarled ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

Adjei Agyei-Baah’s haiku about a scarecrow inspires me to write a new haiku about a different kind of scarecrow:


full moon─
a scarecrow watches
its own shadow

~~ ~~ ~~

desert scarecrow tree
flapping at clouds and shadows—
next time the full moon

Haiku in bold and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Summer dawn, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

Where do they come from,
these poems at break of day
as wild mists rising?

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Animas River, Aztec, New Mexico

midsummer morning
the river unraveling
on its seaward way
~~ ~~ ~~
Rampant grow the tales
whispered by the willow trees
at the river’s edge.
~~ ~~ ~~
echoes of a crow
still menacing the river
ninety yards downstream

Text © 2015 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Section of a mural in San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México

Jerry Kilbride’s haiku about a wheelchair child inspires me to write a new haiku about a child in a mask:


the wheelchair child
reaches for bubbles
she just blew

~~ ~~ ~~

With her magic mask,
a girl sees fiery comets
whooshing through the streets.

Haiku in bold and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Mural depicting lovers kissing, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México

Ten thousand brushstrokes—
in the mural two lovers
savor each other.
~~ ~~ ~~
trying on new names
to honor the full spring moon—
two lovers blooming

Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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A Poet Is Born

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The first line of each breath-of-a-poem is taken from The Poet Slave of Cuba: A Biography of Juan Francisco Manzano by Margarita Engle.

~~ 1 ~~
In some hut of mud
with a floor of dry, tamped dung,
a poet is born.
~~ 2 ~~
inventing verses
that rise and fall with seasons—
the farming poet
~~ 3 ~~
on flimsy paper
writing words that reach thousands
with pathos and light
~~ 4 ~~
A fragrance of words
flows from the child poet’s mouth—
honey on his tongue.
~~ 5 ~~
the whispered daydreams
of corn pushing toward the sun
during tassel time
~~ 6 ~~
a woman running
from the seed about to split
into lightning songs
~~ 7 ~~
The fragrant garden—
she comes each day at twilight
to sip with the bees.
~~ 8 ~~
No one is looking
as she enters the courtyard
to steal a mango.
~~ 9 ~~
after the harvest
every vine stripped of its fruit—
season of waiting
~~ 10 ~~
Count the songs growing
in the tunnel of the mole—
ten thousand or more.
~~ 11 ~~
Even a free bird
cannot sprout another wing
when one is broken.

Poems © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Of this week’s dozen words I have used: wine, stain, puzzle, foreign, hollow, luminous

~~ 1 ~~
drinking from the falls
in the absence of a pub—
wine of loneliness
~~ 2 ~~
near the still lagoon
a puzzled hiker pauses—
her frisson of fear
~~ 3 ~~
wilderness morning
sunlight the color of tea
staining the sand
~~ 4 ~~
in a foreign tongue
empty little syllables
rattling in your mouth
~~ 5 ~~
hollow promises—
tongues clattering empty vows
on their wedding day
~~ 6 ~~
even one small star
keeps me on the homeward way—
its luminous song

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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