Category Archives: 5-7-5

Bridge

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A little bridge leads visitors into the Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 


A small wooden bridge—
I cross into a garden
where deep secrets grow.

 
 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Spring


1
First great change of spring—
the coronavirus spreads
all over the world.
 
2
On the patio
six feet away from my friend
we share springtime tea.
 
3
first nibble of spring—
a handful of raw almonds
with my morning tea
 
4
Through a small window
I watch the first spring robins
foraging for worms.
 
5
First possum of spring—
I’m inclined to think he’s dead
till his tail twitches.
 
6
Spring sneaks through my yard—
the first blossom’s opening
brings me to my knees.

 
Haiku © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Yoga House

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In the little mountain town of Dolores, Colorado you can visit the Yoga House. (Well, if it were an essential business and currently open, you could!) One photo, two memes.
 
  
A long loneliness
settles on the village streets—
coronavirus.

 
  
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Photo and haiku © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
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Five Haiku: Spring Firsts


1
Spring’s first bitterness—
the church on top of the hill
is consumed by fire.
 
2
First small joy of spring—
at the bike store a young boy
gets a bargain price.
 
3
First Sunday of spring—
a worn, but polished, church bell
rings out loud and clear.
 
4
Spring’s first disaster—
the smoke-drenched walls of the bar
tell a fiery tale.
 
5
Spring’s first conundrum—
stand below the fire station,
tell me what you see.

 
Haiku © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Welcome

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Early morning light brightens a cluster or organ pipe cacti and an ocotillo just starting to bloom at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona.
 


Welcome, Sister Sun!
I have been waiting for you
through the long, cold night.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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Question


Last day of winter—
a question asked and answered
lingers on my tongue.

 
Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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Water or Chardonnay: A Weird Little Haibun


When the choice of drink is water or chardonnay, I usually take water. I don’t want to end up in some faraway place, sleeping under a bridge, and wonder how I got there. Nobody’s going to rescue me from my own stupidity. If someone asks why I prefer to eat by candlelight, I say, “It’s fine to dine in the dark, but the last time I tried that, I nearly ate my finger, mistaking it for a French fry. Don’t you think it’s important to be safe rather than sorry?”


Yellow butterfly,
will you meet me on the path
to the mountaintop?

 

Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Long Before Daybreak

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A great horned owl perches in a tree in the Sonoran Desert, Yuma County, Arizona.
 


Long before daybreak
an owl in my backyard oak
tells me its secrets.

 
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The Cat’s Wisdom: A Haibun of Imagination


Yesterday at noon, when I opened my kitchen window, I looked out toward the clothesline, and saw the neighbor’s scruffy cat. “So, you’ve finally decided to wake up,” I said with a laugh. Instead of purring, the cat began snarling at me. It had my full attention! An intimate talk followed, although I will not tell you what was said. That moment stays between the cat and me, and I will hold onto it forever. Meanwhile, I’ve decided to listen. If anything can keep me from seeking the cat’s wisdom again, then I don’t deserve to hear its voice.


Fog envelops me,
yet I keep moving forward
on the unseen way.

 

Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Fading

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The winter sun sets over Yuma County, Arizona.
 


Day fades into dusk—
a dove returns to her nest,
singing one last song.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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