Category Archives: haiku
Haunted
Owls often roost by day in this tangled palo verde tree in Yuma County, Arizona.
After Thanksgiving,
I visit places haunted
by the desert owls.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Haibun: Give Thanks
“I’m too tired to be grateful,” I growl, and sip a third cup of coffee. I listen to my watch ticking. I remember the scent of the tangerine I peeled on a long-ago Thanksgiving Day. The citrus oils stung my chapped fingers, making me wince. But that was the best tangerine I have ever tasted. And the longer I live, the more clearly I see that I can choose how my day will go by changing my attitude. “Don’t be fooled,” I say to myself, “gratitude is the path to contentment. Make every day a holy day. Give thanks.”
autumn meander—
making my way toward twilight
with a few detours
Six for Sunday
Two blue butterflies
anoint my garden with peace—
sunny afternoon.
tender stalks of corn
pushing toward the morning sun—
feast for hungry crows
The longer I sing,
the more this daunting mountain
dwindles to a speck.
I slide on wet leaves
and my pathway disappears—
autumn’s first mishap.
On a moonless night
I sink down before the stars,
wounded by their light.
November evening—
a dove returns to her nest,
cooing one last song.
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Secrets
A palo verde tree towers over a dry wash in Yuma County, Arizona.
Autumn afternoon—
an old tree full of secrets
keeps them to itself.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Curtains
Morning light washes over a hillside home in Zacatecas, Mexico.
Photo watermarked by Photobucket, because I refused to pay for image hosting, which used to be free!
Behind white curtains
the young lieutenant’s widow
salts her tea with tears.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Haibun: Imagine
Imagine that you can go back in time to when you first loved the sound of rain in the night, or when you first identified the singing of the thrush. I know what you’re thinking: I’ll always be stuck in the here-and-now. But you don’t have to be. Imagine!
In the autumn woods
a tree stump becomes a throne
for an aging queen.
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Fresh
A newly built birdhouse is partially shaded by trees at Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
Sparkling clean and fresh,
a wooden birdhouse awaits
its first long-term guest.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Ablaze
Autumn colors blaze along the Animas River near Cedar Hill, San Juan County, New Mexico.
Autumn by autumn
the riverine cottonwoods
set themselves ablaze.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Six Things to Ponder
Autumn afternoon—
a shaman with sagging breasts
consults the oak trees.
Freight trains rumble by
before and after midnight—
I lose hours of sleep.
Why would I follow
an overcrowded pathway
when the margins call?
ten dozen swallows
swooping over the rooftops—
antics at twilight
I draw close to you,
but you turn your back to me—
autumn solitude.
Autumn afternoon—
how can I prune the roses
with dull secateurs?
Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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