Category Archives: Ajo

Forgotten

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A portion of the historic plaza, Ajo, Arizona
 


A forgotten jacket under the window…

 
 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Work

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Detail from a mural, Ajo, Arizona
 


Woman, why are you
always doing holy work
on your hands and knees?

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Awning

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A tattered awning, Ajo, Arizona
 


An awning that’s tattered and torn
Needs to be somehow reborn.
A needle and thread
Might raise from the dead
The awning whose passing we mourn.

 
Limerick and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Enchanted

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An ironwood tree in the Sonoran Desert near Ajo, Arizona
 


Enchanted by patterns in the bark…

 
 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Melody

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The Sonoran Desert landscape near Ajo, Arizona
 


On which page is it written,
In which trustworthy book,
That barren places warrant
No glance or second look?
 
The unassuming places
Hold more than eye can see,
And for those with ears to hear,
A soulful melody.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Grace

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Teddy bear (or jumping) cholla cactus near Ajo, Arizona
 


The desert is better than books,
No matter how barren it looks;
There’s grace to be found
In dry, dusty ground,
In spite of the absence of brooks.

 
Limerick and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Mosaic

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Detail from a community wall covered with mosaics, Ajo, Arizona
 


Telling a story can mean lots of things:
Crosses, and cacti, and birds with long wings;
 
Photos, and artwork that’s hung on the fridge;
Our very first kiss down under the bridge.
 
We need to tell stories, tell them a lot—
They tell who we are, and who we are not.
 
And this is the thing that stories do best:
They help us belong, and show we are blest.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Sink

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A castoff sink, awaiting removal from Artists Alley, Ajo, Arizona
 


Recalling a sink that’s now sunk…

 
 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Homing

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Apartments and studios for artists, artisans, and creative business people, Ajo, Arizona


April is the homing month
When artists long for space
To sculpt and paint and scribble
To serve the human race.
 
Sometimes a lucky artist
Will find a place called home;
But if her luck should run out,
Then she is bound to roam.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “April”

Blue Monday: B.P.O.E.

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Elks Lodge, Ajo, Arizona
 


Good people aren’t too hard to find,
And some of the best come to mind:
The Elks are a group
That never would stoop
To doing things that are unkind.

 
Limerick and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher