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Blue Monday: Beware
Warning sign at a rest area on Interstate 8, Southern Arizona
Watch out for the critters that like to take bites
From parts of your body on dark desert nights!
Watch out for the rattlers and scorpions too,
Because if you’re bitten, we’ll surely miss you!
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Shoe
Lost shoe, somewhere in California
A runner slipped out of her shoe—
A pity, because it is blue.
Her foot is now bare,
She’s nothing to wear
Until she buys footwear anew.
Photo and limerick © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #366 at Poets United
Blue Monday: Garden Goddess
Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona
Although her arms are broken
And her feet are crumbling fast,
The little garden goddess
Seems to last and last.
In every growing season,
Whether summer or in spring,
The little garden goddess
Doesn’t miss a thing.
She sees the roses blooming
And a hungry little bird;
She sees tomato hornworms,
Though her eyes are blurred.
She keeps watch every morning,
Every midday, every night—
The little garden goddess
Makes sure all’s just right.
Photo and poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Stars
Detail of a patriotic wreath for sale in a New Mexico gift shop
Photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Banderas
A street festooned with blue banderas, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
What’s a celebration without a flag or two?
It really doesn’t matter if they’re red or blue,
As long as they can flutter high above the street,
While the people down below laugh and drink and eat.
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Hungry Mallard
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
Blue Monday: Trail Marker
Trail marker at Willow Lake, Prescott, Arizona
Off we go on the mile-high trail,
Off we go with a shout!
Following signs marking the way,
We know what we’re about.
Perhaps we will glimpse a hobbit,
Or maybe soaring hawks—
These are the hopes that sustain us
On long and winding walks.
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Desert Family
Detail from a mosaic on a community wall, Ajo, Arizona
We’re a desert family,
We know the ways of stones,
Cactus wrens and rattlesnakes—
The desert’s in our bones.
To snatch us from the desert
Would make our poor hearts ache,
For desert-dwellers cannot thrive
Beside an azure lake.
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #362 at Poets United
Blue Monday: Tattered Garment
Immigrants crossing illegally into the U.S. from Mexico often abandon clothing in the Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
Someone left a garment,
Left in the sand,
As she fled to safety
In a foreign land.
The garment’s torn and tattered,
And faded by the sun,
Yet bears the haunting beauty
Of someone on the run.
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Blue Monday: Footprint
A simulated dinosaur footprint, Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona
Something left a footprint,
Left it in the dirt;
Something left a footprint,
Something that can hurt;
Something that is bigger
Than a dog or cat;
Something that is stronger
Than a rabid rat.
I’ll avoid that something,
So no harm will come
To my toes, knees or nose,
Neither to my bum!
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
