Category Archives: 5-7-5

Which

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Only a few clouds appear on a brilliant summer day in the Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona.
 


Looking right and left
I see two dusty pathways—
which one shall I take?

 
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Rattled

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A padlock helps to keep tools safe in a shed at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 
 


Wind, relentless wind!
I’m rattled by the padlock
swinging to and fro.

 

Haiku and photo by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Mysteries

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Shadows line the porches of “Winsor Castle” at Pipe Spring National Monument, Fredonia, Arizona.
 


Summer mysteries—
if only I could read one
among the shadows!

 
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Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Writing

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With plenty of blue in the foreground and a few stray flecks of red in the background (see those red traffic lights?), a man writes in the courthouse square, Prescott, Arizona. One photo, two memes.
 
  

unexpected gift—
a place to write poetry
on a summer’s day

 
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New Path

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A labyrinth in Phoenix, Arizona attracts many truth seekers.
 


I choose a new path
before the wind can erase
yesterday’s footprints.

 
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Lonely Place

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A blush spreads across the sky at day’s end in Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California.
 


In this lonely place,
where will you rest for the night,
weary little dove?

 
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Discipline

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A huge stone nestles in the shade of a pine tree at the Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona.
 


It takes tons of discipline just to be a stone,
Sitting in the sun and rain, sitting all alone,
Sitting there ignored and shunned as the years roll by.
Don’t you wish you were a stone? “No, I don’t, not I.”

 
 
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When the old stone sings,
even crows in the pine tree
stop wagging their tongues.

 
 
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Praise the Lord: A Haibun


This is my morning ritual, taught to me by the elders—women I met on holy ground. Turning to the east, I place a poem on my tongue, as though it were a communion wafer. Like the wafer melting in a faithful person’s mouth, I know the poem on my tongue will die if I do not sing it aloud, whether anybody hears it or not. So I sing: “Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.” Five times I sing the ancient words. And after the fifth time I laugh, for things all round me have joined the song: chickadees and caterpillars; butterflies and blacksnakes; mosquitos, mergansers, and marigolds. Everything with breath is praising the Lord. And the song is glorious.


Unexpected rain—
the old stone Buddha’s broad lap
now holds an ocean.

 

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Tangled

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An orange tree stands in need of pruning in a Phoenix, Arizona backyard.
 


Through tangled branches,
who can see the waxing moon,
even at midnight?

 
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Four Haiku for Sunday


1
Maple, poplar, oak—
the names of my forest friends
linger on my tongue.
 
 
2
Women keep weeping
because roots of war grow deep,
and church bells go mute.
 
 
3
In the plum tree’s shade
my skinny little daughter
rubs two shiny coins.
 
 
4
Mother Earth, sounding
oddly like my own mother,
says, “Mend your ways, child.”

 

Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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