Whirling with Bob Atkinson

 
 

The first line of each haiku or senryu is taken from “The Poet as a Politician” by Arizona poet Bob Atkinson.
 
 

that murky water
settling in darker places
where we dare not swim
 
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By weeping mothers
the name of the street is changed—
Desparecidos.
 
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In spite of our way,
we are able to create
music that God sings.
 
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A blanket woven
from worn words and wren feathers
warms the old woman.
 
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In other places
the calls to die come daily—
here we stop our ears.
 
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Primitive demon,
I would have you change my mind—
train me in your ways!
 
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We love each other,
even though March winds chill us,
causing us to faint.
 
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Truths devised our dream—
now we share that dream with you,
master-in-training.
 
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I like this writing—
it can stretch the galaxy
to admit our souls.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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