Category Archives: Yuma Conservation Garden

Solitude

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Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 


After Thanksgiving
the garden of solitude
nourishes my soul.

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Blue Monday: Ducks

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Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 


In the blue water three ducks take a swim,
The one in the middle’s a her or a him,
Or maybe it’s neither (though nobody knows),
But this I am sure of: that duck goes and goes!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
 

Haiku My Heart: Chances

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Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 


What are the chances
that any stone on the path
will rise up and sing?

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Press One for English

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A palm tree near the duck pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 
 

The palms,
filled with songbirds,
bow low to the earth.
Butterflies ravage
the carcass of a fox.
A farmer,
dazzled by his tomatoes,
flows in and out
of the here and now,
munching something
hallucinogenic.
The end is near,
and all the players know it.
Press One for English.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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A woman wrapped in water

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Reflections in the duck pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 
 

A woman wrapped in water
will try to surprise you
summer afternoons
as you are cultivating bean rows
in your long-neglected garden.
She will come,
bearing a blade in her hand,
from the place across the road,
where ice melted months ago.
Gulp at her appearing, if you must,
but do not let her speak.
Cut her off,
or with subtle words
and artifice and craft
she will begin turning you
into a pond or puddle, and laugh
when the deed is accomplished.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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Dangers

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Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


This garden is fraught with dangers.

 
Text 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
 
 
 

Why

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An old farm truck rusts in the sun, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Why do all things fall apart?

 
Text and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Angel

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A winding path, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

 
 

A father bends
to help his little girl
who has skinned her knee
while running.
Somehow her legs gave way
and she stumbled in the gravel
at the sidewalk’s end.
He kisses the wound
again and again, murmuring,
“It’s all right, angel, it’s all right.”
Smiling back at him
through tears, she says,
“Thank you, Daddy.
You’re an angel too.”
Then the big angel spreads his wings
and carries his little angel home.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Ordinary

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A duck pauses for a rest at Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


An ordinary duck
On an ordinary day
Doing ordinary things
In an ordinary way.
 
But take another look
At that ordinary duck:
I think it’s quite amazing
That he’s not built like a truck!

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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