Category Archives: Macro Monday 2

Bees

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Bee visiting a poppy in bloom at Mission San Juan Capistrano, Southern California
 


From bees of either gender
I tend to run and hide.
I fear that they will harm me
The longer I’m outside.
 
Indoors, away from stingers,
I find a book or two
To while away the daylight,
Until the bees are through.

 
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Reasons

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Sand verbena, Yuma County, Arizona
 


A flower has no gender
As far as I can see;
But still I have some reasons
That blooms appeal to me:
 
I love them for their beauty,
Fragility, and scent—
And yet with sudden windstorms,
How quickly they are spent!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Weekend

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Palo verde blossoms, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 
 


  
~~ 1 ~~
  
First weekend of spring—
an outcry from a boulder
startles the blind man.
  
~~ 2 ~~
  
First weekend of spring—
by reading classics aloud,
she consoles herself.
  
~~ 3 ~~
  
first weekend of spring—
beach boys beating their sandals
to rid them of sand
  
~~ 4 ~~
  
First weekend of spring—
exhausted, though the surf pounds,
she sleeps on the shore.
  
~~ 5 ~~
  
First weekend of spring—
she tries to name the birdsong
that disturbs her sleep.
  
~~ 6 ~~
  
First weekend of spring—
a flame in the eastern sky
makes the blind man flinch.
 

 
Haiku © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
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Insect

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A stone painted to resemble an insect, Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


A desert stone was posing,
Posing as a bug;
A hungry raven spied it,
Thought it was a slug.
 
The raven swooped down on it,
Hoping for a snack,
But when it saw the bug was stone,
It gave up the attack.

 
  
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
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Six Ways of Blackbird

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A cactus wren made of wood, mounted on particle board used to cover a window, Ajo, Arizona
 
 


  
~~ 1 ~~
  
late winter morning—
blackbird surveys his domain
from a chimney top
  
~~ 2 ~~
  
In weakness and woe
a weary pilgrim wanders,
blackbird at her side.
  
~~ 3 ~~
  
Blackbird on the wing
hears the hapless harlot’s cry
as her night begins.
  
~~ 4 ~~
  
A blackbird ignores
the blasts and blights of fortune
as she builds her nest.
  
~~ 5 ~~
  
a trickle of blood
from the blackbird’s open beak—
early morning crash
  
~~ 6 ~~
  
a curse and a cry—
and the blackbird disappears
for another year
 

 
Haiku © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
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Poem

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Perhaps this artist is painting a poem: detail from a mural in Artists Alley, Ajo, Arizona
 


making a poem
not for profit or power
but to balance life

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Lucky

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Discarded glass, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


My glass will hold no water,
No whisky and no wine;
I fear my days are numbered
Sans liquid when I dine.
 
If I could find a craftsman
To patch my broken glass
So that I could drink again,
I’d be a lucky lass!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Glimpses

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Strawberry cactus, (Mammillaria dioica), Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California, February 2017
 
 


  
~~ 1 ~~
  
naked figurines
their alabaster bellies
shining in the light
  
~~ 2 ~~
  
somewhere in the ’hood—
poems kicked to the gutter
begging for mercy
  
~~ 3 ~~
  
at the hoarder’s house—
lockets stuffed with old photos
too many to count
  
~~ 4 ~~
  
a bloated old man
bathed by his daughter at noon
then tucked into bed
  
~~ 5 ~~
  
ambling down the street
with a basket on her arm—
market day again
  
~~ 6 ~~
  
The way the moon leans
into the battered dumpster,
you’d think it was drunk.

 
Haiku © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
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Weird Tales

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A brittlebush blossom on a winter’s day, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 
 


  
~~ 1 ~~
  
In a burlap sack
a piece of bread with butter
crumbles into dust.
  
~~ 2 ~~
  
For ferocity
she cannot be forgiven,
says the priest in grey.
  
~~ 3 ~~
  
Winter afternoon—
why have you gutted my soul
by deceiving me?
  
~~ 4 ~~
  
winter afternoon—
going home to feed the dog
from an empty bag
  
~~ 5 ~~
  
winter afternoon—
crumbs of holiness hidden
in a paper bag
  
~~ 6 ~~
  
Winter afternoon—
having grained the mare,
she lies down to nap.
 

 
Haiku © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
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Space

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A field of debris, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


winter afternoon—
the space in a broken jar
filling up with sand

 
Photo and haiku © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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