Category Archives: Verse First

Voices

Apr 24

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sweet voices
she craves the honey
on their tongues
 
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foul voices
putrid with hatred
poison her
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
dark voices
hearing twisted words
she shudders

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Love the Wind

Apr 17

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Wake up! Love the wind!
It has not come to harm you,
but to show the way.
 
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Wake up! Love the wind!
Those who have gone before you
follow in its wake.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
Wake up! Love the wind!
It has brought you to this place
and will give you roots.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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To Wake Up and Love

Apr 17

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To wake up and love
when destruction stalks the land—
this is your calling.
 
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To wake up and love
is to endure suffering—
child, it is the way.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
To wake up and love
when all the world is sleeping—
you can do this. Trust.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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She Colors Her Page

Apr 10

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She colors her page,
hoping to bask in the glow
of a thousand suns.
 
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She colors her page
with shades of sorrow and grief—
all her foes rejoice.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
She colors her page,
not daring to raise her head
and arch toward the light.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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More Three Word Wednesday: “Bask, Grief, Raise”

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Alone

Apr 3

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They left her alone
to argue with the four winds—
her petulant tongue.
 
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They left her alone
to lick her wounds and ponder
an avenging move.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
They left her alone,
but saw her squint at the sun
as though she could see.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
They left her alone,
her mind no longer active—
a wilting iris.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
They left her alone,
her body a wizened shell
dissolving to dust.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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These Are the Women

Mar 13

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These are the women
careful to salt the oceans
with their fearsome tears.
 
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These are the women
who hug men and galaxies
with ferocity.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
These are the women
who marvel at each mistake,
their stumbling a gift.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Whole Again

Mar 6

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She is whole again,
the brutal disease vanquished—
no more feasts of tears.
 
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She is whole again,
no longer having to grope
her way through darkness.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
She is whole again—
the transfer from death to life
water in her cup.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Ragged Flute Player

Feb 27

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Ragged flute player,
if I douse your doleful notes,
will you seek revenge?
 
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Ragged flute player,
as you pipe your naughty notes,
monks begin to dance.
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
Ragged flute player,
did you summon the pale horse
and its pale rider?

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Middle of Nowhere

Odd fence
Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


Imagine a fence
in the middle of nowhere,
keeping out nothing.

 
Text and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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