Category Archives: Rhyming poetry

Blue Monday: Flower

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Blue flower: detail of a decorative wreath for sale in a New Mexico gift shop
 


Flower of cloth with petals of blue,
It never pains me to look at you.
 
The more I look, the better I feel.
My life must be on an even keel.

 
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Flood

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Detail of a carpet in a church in Wellton, Arizona
 


If a mighty flood should come,
Sweeping through the church’s doors,
Carpets would be overwhelmed
As would all the parquet floors.
 
When the mighty flood subsides,
Just as in the Bible lore,
There will come an olive branch
From the One who makes waves roar.

 
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Beware

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Warning sign at a rest area on Interstate 8, Southern Arizona
 


Watch out for the critters that like to take bites
From parts of your body on dark desert nights!
 
Watch out for the rattlers and scorpions too,
Because if you’re bitten, we’ll surely miss you!

 
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Blue Monday: Garden Goddess

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Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Although her arms are broken
And her feet are crumbling fast,
The little garden goddess
Seems to last and last.
 
In every growing season,
Whether summer or in spring,
The little garden goddess
Doesn’t miss a thing.
 
She sees the roses blooming
And a hungry little bird;
She sees tomato hornworms,
Though her eyes are blurred.
 
She keeps watch every morning,
Every midday, every night—
The little garden goddess
Makes sure all’s just right.

 
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Freedom

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Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery, San Diego, California
 


“Freedom isn’t free,” they said,
“You have to pay a price.”
Then they sent us off to war,
Fighting nits and lice,
Fighting other people too,
Who bleed like you and me.
“Did I have to die,” I ask,
“Just so you’d be free?”

 
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Independence”

Blue Monday: Banderas

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A street festooned with blue banderas, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


What’s a celebration without a flag or two?
It really doesn’t matter if they’re red or blue,
As long as they can flutter high above the street,
While the people down below laugh and drink and eat.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Warriors

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Two saguaro cacti seem to be battling each other at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


Sometimes in this world you see things that are strange.
I once saw two cactuses out on the range,
And swear they were punching out each other’s lights—
It was one of those weird and wonderful sights.
 
I wonder if that’s the way things go on Earth:
Contentions beginning the moment of birth.
Does anyone think that all warring will cease,
So all of Earth’s creatures can revel in peace?

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 

War

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Cholla cactus blossoms at daybreak, Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


You’d think that a cactus would welcome the light.
Instead, it was fighting with all of its might
The vanishing darkness, the lengthening day—
How strange was the battle I saw by the way!
 
The battle continues, or so I am told;
The stones and the sands repeat stories of old.
The warring goes on between darkness and light,
With cactuses getting caught up in the fight.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Hungry Mallard

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Part of a sign promoting clean lakes and streams, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


One day a hungry mallard
Was looking for a snack;
He looked both up- and downstream,
He looked both front and back.
 
He settled for a minnow,
While hungering for more,
Then swam back reluctantly
To the distant shore.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Playing her part

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Sunset, Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
 


She quiets her mind and opens her arms,
Embracing the ocean and stars;
Even the planets draw near as she breathes
And blesses both Venus and Mars.
 
Yoga sustains her day in and day out,
A peace settles over her soul;
She’s playing her part, although it is small,
Her part in the glorious whole.

 
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Yoga”