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Three Weird Songs

I will sing and laugh at table,
Tell my brother that I’m able
To eat pancakes every day—
Not with centipedes, no way!
In the kitchen darker stories
Bloom like fatal morning glories;
Beautiful they are, but cruel,
Deadlier than day-old gruel.
From a deep, enchanted well
Draw some water, say a spell
That will change (I know not how)
Donald Trump into a cow.

Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Beautiful Place

The world is a beautiful place
For every creed, color and race;
There’s room for us all,
The great and the small—
No need to seek more room in space.

Limerick © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “The World Is a Beautiful Place”

Filling the Ashtrays


beautiful ashtrays
filling them with euro coins
to give to the poor
~~ ~~ ~~
filling the ashtrays—
puff after desperate puff
till the last smoke’s gone
~~ ~~ ~~
filling the ashtrays
with incense from the temple—
hush of curling smoke

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday Scribblings 2: “Filling the Ashtrays”
More Three Word Wednesday: “Beautiful, Desperate, Hush”


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Southern Arizona

the myth that teaches
fences must be beautiful—
wrens dismiss the notes

Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Ein Stück Himmel
More Friday’s Fences #102
More Sunday Scribblings: “Myth”
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon