Category Archives: haiku

Myth


An old myth extols
the beauty of border walls—
doves dismiss the lie.

 
Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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The Art of Dying: A Haibun


One day I will practice the art of dying. Darkness will gain the upper hand. No one will ring mournful bells from the church spire to announce my passing. While feuds and wars continue on Earth, I will be at peace, having slipped away into a wild and wonderful place. No more false living for me!

Tattered butterfly,
tell me again the reason
nothing stays the same.

 
  

Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Passing

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The sky lights up over Wellton, Arizona on a late December morning.
 


Right after Christmas
bright sunrise marks the passing
of a tattered year.

 
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Sunset

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A December sunset dances through the sky of the Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona.
 


As they cook supper,
no one in the homeless camp
admires the sunset.

 
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Moment

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A tree with no leaves stands at the edge of Willow Lake, Prescott, Arizona.
 


At any moment
a dove may settle to rest
in the leafless tree.

 
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Changes

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On a wintry day in the Sonoran Desert, storm clouds form in the east.
 


Winter afternoon—
one dove falling from the clouds
changes everything.

 
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Blue Monday: Abandoned Motel

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Graffiti defaces an abandoned motel north of Flagstaff, Arizona.
 
 

Graffiti mars the old hotel,
It’s feeling rather blue.
Is there some way to cheer it up?
I don’t know, do you?
 
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deepening autumn—
the longing of broken things
to be whole again

 
 
Rhyming poem, haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
 
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Awakening

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When spring comes again, brilliant blossoms will open at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 


I dream of blossoms
awakening in springtime—
now a chill wind blows.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher

Watching

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Snow will probably never fall on this Phoenix, Arizona yard.
 


Watching for winter—
how great my disappointment
when I see no snow!

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher

Haibun: Grief Work


My grief over my father’s death has become my life’s work. Some days I drink from a bitter cup. Other days I choose to spread my bread with honey. And sometimes I lay myself down on the anvil of sorrows and let the hammer fall, shaping me as it will. Sheer stubbornness drives me to try to understand why a tear leans into the wind, hoping to dry itself; or why the dead enter our world saying nothing, giving neither comfort nor counsel, but simply watching and waiting. So far, I have failed in my quest, but I will not quit. Stubbornness, remember?

Walking through the woods
on an autumn afternoon—
this is song enough.

 
  

Haibun © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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