Category Archives: haiku

Ladybug

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Display in the Bellagio Conservatory and Botanical Gardens, Las Vegas, Nevada
 


Darling, scarlet ladybug,
On the prowl for bugs and such,
If I met you on the rug,
I would not be frightened (much).

 
~~ ~~ ~~
 


in a garden row
wishing for a ladybug
to devour the pests

Text © 2015 and photo © 2009 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Small Tales

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~~ 1 ~~
 
a coatless woman
shivering under the bridge—
the scent of jasmine
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
slices of white bread
arranged on a blue platter—
the homeless shelter
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
memo to herself
scribbled on an envelope—
cigarettes and cream
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
the roadside barber
clipping shaggy pilgrims’ locks
a penny an inch
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
At first light of day
she bows before the mountains
in adoration,
while a dozen cactus wrens
sweep away leftover stars.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
Time to say good-bye
to birds hidden in the bush—
one is in your hand,
one is nestling in your hair,
one is becoming a star.
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
It is not yet dawn
and already the old shoes
clamor for a walk,
their wrinkled tongues chattering
of paths they took long ago.
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
how the gods play games,
breaking open the bundles
of rye and oat straw,
while the farmer and his wife
take up their lamentations
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
breezy autumn day
tattered prayer flags on a fence
flapping crows away—
farmer’s unspoken longings
for a bumper crop of corn
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
exhausted pilgrim
thinking of another way
to make this journey
so that her threadbare tunic
will last another six months
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
in her small kitchen
a sip or two of cocoa
from a broken cup—
savoring the memories
of more than seventy years
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
one more touch of myrrh
to burn the tip of her tongue
with mortality

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #262
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #17

Sparrows

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Desert Globe Mallow, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


to the last blossom
sparrows trill an empty song—
west wind scatters notes

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Sparrows”
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Empty”
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon

Empty

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Empty swing, Southern Arizona
 


empty swing
no more childish laughter
funeral at 10

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Alexey Andreyev’s ‘Empty Swing'”

Holybell

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Mission San Juan Capistrano, Southern California
 


holybell
ringing fears away
ding dong ding

 

Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
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Snooze

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Neglected fence at sundown, Temecula, California
 


The old cat Evening
curls under a barbed-wire fence
for a little snooze.

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Fence”
 
More Friday’s Fences #103

Ironwood

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Ironwood tree as afternoon shadows lengthen, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

 


ironwood
singing down the sun
one more time

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2

Desecration

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


how a thunderbolt
hurled from Zeus’s mighty hand
desecrates a tree

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
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More Carpe Diem: “Zeus”

New Snow

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Apache County, Arizona

 
You can’t step into the same river—or wilderness—twice. Something is always shifting. Something added today will be subtracted tomorrow.
 
Winds fray the grasses. Blowing sand burnishes the stone. A hungry hawk hovers overhead and the mouse runs for cover, leaving tiny tracks.
 
A midnight snowfall dusts tumbleweeds and junipers, cacti and spent wildflowers. I walk through a sparkling wonderland that yesterday was brown and barren.
 
In the desert, snow doesn’t last long: wonderland today, mud tomorrow, dust the day after that. Yet in all seasons, I love wild places.
 
Romancing a place, just as romancing a person, takes dedication. You set yourself to the task for better or worse; for richer or poorer; in sun or in snow, praying that indifference never tames the wild longings of your heart.

 

all the little stones
are singing in the washes
snowflakes kiss the notes

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Blue Monday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Garry Gay’s ‘New Snow'”

Symbiosis

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


familiar faces—
thirsty roots and barren sands
nuzzling each other

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Symbiotic”

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