Category Archives: haiku
Three Haiku with Coffee
1.
Seeker of wisdom,
the willow root is waiting
with a word for you.
2.
If the lilies bloom,
I trust they will be fragrant—
meanwhile, drought persists.
3.
Following a path
leading to forgotten fields,
I begin to dream.
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Way Station
The shadow of an ironwood tree offers relief from the heat in Yuma County, Arizona.
Desert way station—
I rest in a shady place
before moving on.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
Five Haiku with Bitter Tea
1.
how to bridge the gap
between the cricket’s chirpings—
summer conundrum
2.
No wonder she frets:
Her belly is full of husks
instead of sweet corn.
3.
the sound of ruin
roaring through the village streets—
rampaging waters
4.
Broken violins
play sonatas in my dreams—
winter’s brittle notes.
5.
I’m keeping your note:
one hundred words of protest
against summer’s heat.
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Lotus
A white lotus blossom is surrounded by shadows in a Tucson, Arizona pond.
Was it the blackbird
that coaxed the lotus open
to bask in the sun?
Haiku and photo © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Broken
A broken-down farm wagon finds its final resting place at Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
for my journey home
nothing but a broken wheel
and a rasping crow
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
No Thanks
Arrogance alone
keeps my tongue from giving thanks
for breath, stars, sticks, stones.
© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Somewhere
Somewhere a blank space
waits to be filled with something
the way you fill me.
© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Story
A mural with many curious elements brightens an otherwise drab building in downtown Tucson, Arizona.
Tell me a story
of broken bread and train smoke—
the journey is long.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Haibun: Pandemic
Last year was hard—it was brutal!—as the world endured the Covid-19 pandemic. Here a mother died, there a father, and somewhere else a whole family. Some of us lost our homes, because we couldn’t work. Some of us ended up sleeping under bridges, or in fields, or in other out-of-the-way places. We were desolate. We couldn’t reach out to each other for a hug or handshake because we were in lockdown, afraid for our lives. Nothing seemed to help. And then came harbingers of hope, bearing strange names: Pfizer, Moderna, AstraZeneca—vaccines to vanquish the virus! We offered our arms for a jab, and started to look beyond our nightmare, daring to hope that our world might someday be normal again.
Hidden mountain stream—
see, a doe and her fawn come
for the day’s first drink!
Scrubbed
The Sonoran Desert in Southern Arizona is often scrubbed of tracks, both animal and human, by strong winds.
Wind, relentless wind,
keeps erasing my footprints
behind and before.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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