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Thursday 13: 2 + 1 = 13
(Two tanka plus one haiku equals 13 lines of poetry!)
These early mornings
when I am barely awake
three redwinged blackbirds
singing in the marsh below
make my weary heart rejoice.
In the sacred grove
seven elders hold council,
the moon is weeping—
what are these incantations
that make the planets tumble?
azaleas afire
burning brighter than ten suns—
holy flames rising
© 2010 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Thursday 13: Haiku
Mist-shrouded mountains—
somewhere a cougar crouches,
hoping to crunch bones.
I could not say why
pelicans were whispering
while the dolphins danced.
Crumbling sandstone walls,
shadows keening like old men—
it is a sad song.
Forsythia fire!
Brilliant yellow blossom-flame
kindles my desire!
A candle burning
incense rising this morning
my heart rejoices
Ten thousand proverbs
are not enough to make me
quit reading your face.
Some apples and pears
placed on low wooden altar—
sweet feast for the gods.
Water over stones
leaves swirling in rough eddies—
ah, the mountain stream!
To the coyote:
Will you come again next spring
to eat my chickens?
Ancient olive trees
clinging to steep mountainside—
overhead a crow.
Pear leaf, your blushing
is my greatest pleasure when
moon waxes golden.
Four ripe persimmons
fat and blushing with sweetness—
so tantalizing!
Venerable tree,
how shall I tell my sorrow
to you this morning?
© 2010 by Magical Mystical Teacher