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Love in 5-7-5 Time


1.
whatever you love
cuts you like a knife, carving
canyons in your flesh
 
 
2.
someone who loves you
washes away everything
you thought essential
 
 
3.
ceaseless floods of love
grind your soul’s granite to silt
washing it downstream
 
 
4.
layer by layer
what’s inside you is revealed
by your lover’s art

 
 

© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher


Nonsense to Celebrate Daylight Saving Time


Water spilling from a cup—
Will you help me wipe it up?
Grass is crying in the rain—
Watch out now, here comes a train!
Throw the broken plate away,
And then ask your friend to play.
Sing and sway, don’t rock the boat!
Just remember: Stones can’t float!


 
Poem © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Summer


Summer
drew us away
from grief at dusk
as a courteous host
draws his guest
into the light
offering drinks
dinner
and conversation.
Who would want
to escape
such grace?
Only a moth
perhaps
with a broken wing.

 
 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #291
 
More Writers’ Pantry #45 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

Release the Horses


Release the horses into the deep,
Water the foxes until they sleep.
 
Necks of the foxes? Smell them with fear!
Horses’ hooves pounding? Get out of here!
 
Things that you’ve owned? Not destined to stay!
Things that you cherish? Fading away!
 
Sending this quickly, only one time—
May you find truth somewhere in this rhyme.

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #237
 
More Poetry Pantry #498 at Poets United
 

Whirling with Rumi

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Each vignette begins with a phrase culled from The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
The orchard in spring—
apple blossoms fly away
when the old men call.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Come to the orchard—
it is time to name the fruit
clinging to the trees.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
From the other world
comes one whose speech grows orchards
hung with tempting fruit.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
where the two worlds touch—
faint signs of degradation
smudging leaf and light
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
a grain of barley
doing double duty as
an earthy poem
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the speechless full moon
filling ten thousand goblets
with unuttered words
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
the one who brings light
this frosty autumn morning
broken in his chains
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
puddle that freezes
making no sense to the drunk
sloshing his vodka
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
For what needs no food
there are no sheets of music
to help guide the dance.
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
little hanging lamps
connected to the plum trees
with frayed bungee cords
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
ancient manuscripts
with vital information
cast into the flames
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
a sugarcane flute
wrapped in strips of red and gold
for the nuptial feast

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #221
 
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 181