Category Archives: Poets United
Almond Blossoms
The blossoms that Vincent van Gogh
Painted so long, long ago
Have not lost their sheen;
They’re still white and clean
As almond blooms should be: like snow.
Limerick © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “‘Almond Blossoms’ by Vincent van Gogh”
Three Couplets
I.
Daylight, and the drunk man falls forward on his face;
He lacks a map to guide him to a better place.
II.
Sometimes a hearth that’s spacious holds only hints of fire—
Little coals that soon grow cold like everyone’s desire.
III.
Anywhere is nowhere when money creeps inside;
Beware when words become a place for your lies to hide.
Poems © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #210
More Poetry Pantry #448 at Poets United
Writing Prose
A poet who tried to write prose
Gave up when her fingertips froze.
She went back to rhyme,
Her words were sublime,
And thawed out her fingers and toes!
Limerick © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Temptation”
Cloudless
A clear blue sky and some gnarled branches welcome visitors to the Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona.
Cloudless April day—
I walk in desolation,
consoled by birdsong.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
Temptation
I’m tempted to eat tons of sweets.
I dearly love sugary treats.
I think they taste yummy
When they hit my tummy—
Let’s hear it for lots of sweetmeats!
My temptress is coffee, you bet.
To caffeine I’m deeply in debt.
It keeps me awake,
So for caffeine’s sake,
I won’t kick my habit just yet.
Do not lead me into temptation!
I want to avoid the sensation
Of falling from grace
And losing my face—
From sinning I need a vacation!
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Temptation”
Writing Poetry
A poet who couldn’t not write
Wrote verses by day and by night.
When asked why she did,
She said, “Look here, kid,
It keeps me from croaking, all right?”
I write mostly tiny haiku.
I find it delightful, I do,
To write short and sweet,
Not unlike a tweet—
Here, let me create one for you!
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Writing Poetry”
Women in the Photograph
I.
Women in the photograph
Do not smile and do not laugh.
“Bones,” they croak, “are fine when brown.
Can we buy some in your town?”
II.
Skin of language, weight of air,
Ravens weaving patterns there
In the presence of your friends—
See the way the sunlight bends?
Poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #207
More Poetry Pantry #445 at Poets United
Garden
Tired of politics,
I seek solitude’s garden
to restore my soul.
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Solitude”
Limerick Break
Whose back does the earth rest upon?
An elephant, raven, or swan?
Perhaps it’s a gannet
That holds up the planet
That all of us humans live on!
A stack of good books by your bed
Is better than any old med.
So, here’s to your health,
Vim, vigor, and wealth—
Make sure that you get them all read!
A teacher too weary to teach
Decided to head for the beach.
“I need to unwind,
I hope you don’t mind—
I’m putting myself out of reach.”
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #444 at Poets United
A Woman Empowered
A woman empowered is stronger than stone.
A woman empowered won’t crack like a bone.
Empowered by wisdom, a woman can see
That too many people are just like weak tea:
Insipid and boring and tasteless as well.
To be with such people’s like being in hell.
So women with power avoid the mundane,
And seek hidden wisdom in wind and in rain.
They listen to rivers and mountains and stones;
They strengthen their brains and their backs and their bones.
And someday that strength will set all things to rights,
For women of power don’t back down from fights.
Poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Empowerment”
