Category Archives: 5-7-5

Watching

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Snow will probably never fall on this Phoenix, Arizona yard.
 


Watching for winter—
how great my disappointment
when I see no snow!

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher

Haibun: Grief Work


My grief over my father’s death has become my life’s work. Some days I drink from a bitter cup. Other days I choose to spread my bread with honey. And sometimes I lay myself down on the anvil of sorrows and let the hammer fall, shaping me as it will. Sheer stubbornness drives me to try to understand why a tear leans into the wind, hoping to dry itself; or why the dead enter our world saying nothing, giving neither comfort nor counsel, but simply watching and waiting. So far, I have failed in my quest, but I will not quit. Stubbornness, remember?

Walking through the woods
on an autumn afternoon—
this is song enough.

 
  

Haibun © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #239
 
More Pantry of Poetry and Prose #3 at Poets United

Authenticity

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Colorful aspen trees brighten a hillside in California’s Inyo National Forest.
 


Authenticity:
the aspens do not pretend
to be oaks or pines.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher

Haibun: Wisdom Is Waiting


I am following a path that leads, they say, to Willow Woman, who stands in solitude. How will I find her? Stooped and ungainly? Or singing songs that she learned from her ancestors? Songs of leaf and twig. Songs of root and branch. Songs of drought and disease. In the absence of answers to my questions, I keep moving, as I have done year after year. My one desire—I have no other—is to see Willow Woman at last, for in her, wisdom is waiting.

Autumn afternoon—
in my neighbor’s tiny yard
one red rose still blooms.

 
  

Haibun © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #238
 
More Pantry of Poetry and Prose #2 at Poets United

Whispering

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Lockett Meadow Campground, Coconino National Forest near Flagstaff, Arizona.
 


Among the aspens
a whispering of voices—
I am not alone.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher

Promise

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Evening storm clouds may bring moisture to arid lands near Grants, New Mexico.
 


Autumn afternoon—
clouds drifting from the mountains
seem to promise rain.

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

Scars

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Trash scars the face of Mother Earth in Yuma County, Arizona.
 


Mother of us all,
can you ever forgive us
for our careless ways?

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Exploring Forgiveness”

Shadowy

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Inyo National Forest near Bishop, California.
 


Autumn afternoon—
I take the shadowy path
without companions.

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

Stones

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A decorative planter is offered for sale at a New Mexico gift shop.
 


Some little red stones
looking good enough to eat
top the blue glazed pot.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “The Food We Eat”

Grapefruit

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A grapefruit ripens slowly at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 


Autumn’s first letdown:
the fruit I craved for breakfast
hasn’t ripened yet.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “The Food We Eat”