Category Archives: Midweek Motif

Whose Back?

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The base of a sundial at Rancho Los Alamitos, Long Beach, California
 


Whose back does the earth ride upon?
An elephant, raven, or swan?
Perhaps it’s a gannet
That holds up the planet
That all of us humans live on!

 
Limerick and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Human”

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Space

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Apartments and studios for artists, artisans, and creative business people, Ajo, Arizona.


An artist’s deepest longing
Is for a sacred space
Where she can paint or scribble,
And serve the human race.
 
Sometimes a lucky artist
Will find a place called home;
But if she is ill-fated,
Then she is bound to roam.

 
Revised poem © 2018 and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Human”

Regret


I lusted for some chocolate, ice cream, and lemonade.
I sought the finest bonbons that humans ever made.
 
I craved the smoothest liquors, the wine that’s called Champagne.
I went in search of something that would assuage my pain.
 
I found in using cocaine a potent anodyne.
It became a boon to me, although it’s not benign.
 
Alas, my strength was wasted on things that could not give
The freedom that I needed and would have let me live.

 

Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Lust”

If You Are Not a Reader


If you wait until the end comes, friend—
the end of the world, I mean—
to pick up a book and read,
you will never find out
how love and lust,
though cousins, differ,
and why one is far superior to the other.
Luck may sometimes nudge you in the right direction,
toward love and not toward lust,
but how lucky can you be if you are not a reader?

 

Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #165
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Lust”

Reasons

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Viewing the aftermath of a rainstorm from the deck of an Airbnb accommodation in La Grande, Oregon
 


ten thousand reasons
after the storm runs its course
for blackbird to sing

 
Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Running”

Why Are You Running?


Why are you running? What do you fear?
Is a great evil now drawing near?
 
Why do you look back, and not ahead?
Is it because of something you dread?
 
What is that something? Has it a name?
Is it a wild thing, or is it tame?
 
See its wild sprinting! Feel its hot breath!
It does have a name; its name is Death!
 
Why bother running, running so fast?
Death will catch up to us all at last.

 
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Running”

Blue’s Truth

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A bright blue sky accentuates an agave in bloom, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


Nothing’s truer than the blue of a desert sky,
Though I have to say to you I’m not certain why.
 
Blue’s truth is firmly rooted where no eye can see,
In a place beyond the sky called eternity.

 
Poem and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Truth”

What’s the Truth?


What’s the truth about myself?
I am not a garden elf,
 
Nor am I a wayward gnome,
Far from hearth and far from home;
 
Nor am I a bumblebee,
Or a whitecap on the sea.
 
Here’s the truth, if truth be told:
Older than the stones, I’m old!

 
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Truth”

Wastelands

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Spines and stones in Pinal County, Arizona
 


in praise of wastelands
she walks a dusty footpath
making up new songs

 
Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “A Tribute Poem”

Grin

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Autumn decoration on a grave, Wellton Memorial Cemetery, Wellton, Arizona
 


With a crooked grin
a scarecrow honors blackbirds
and their many wiles.

 
Haiku © 2018 and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “A Tribute Poem”