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Mystic Signs

(NOTE: Nothing profound here. Just enjoy the sounds of the words as you read them aloud.)


Chocolate muffins linger on,
Tingling tongues until they’re gone.
Wasted apples clog the sink
Quicker than a rat can think.
Asked to whirl through vats of dye,
Pinwheels stop and wonder why.
“What’s in it for us?” they ask.
“What an idiotic task!”
Blueberry pie, tasty treat!
Reading tea leaves—oh how sweet!
Mystic signs of grit and grace—
Scrub your hands and wash your face!


Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More The Whirligig #262
More Writers’ Pantry #16 at Poets and Storytellers United


Ruby Tuesday Too: Tired Apples

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Castoff apples sag in the noonday sun, San Juan County, New Mexico.
Photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Old fruit boxes, Southern Arizona

shaping a poem
to fit inside a fruit box—
essence of apples


Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Blue Monday
More Haiku Horizons: “Shape”


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Junk at dusk, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

in the wilderness
a fruitless search for apples
among rusting tins

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Carpe Diem: “Apples”