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Six for Sunday

Two blue butterflies
anoint my garden with peace—
sunny afternoon.
tender stalks of corn
pushing toward the morning sun—
feast for hungry crows
The longer I sing,
the more this daunting mountain
dwindles to a speck.
I slide on wet leaves
and my pathway disappears—
autumn’s first mishap.
On a moonless night
I sink down before the stars,
wounded by their light.
November evening—
a dove returns to her nest,
cooing one last song.


Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More The Whirligig #291
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
More Writers’ Pantry #46 at Poets and Storytellers United


Press One for English

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
The end is near,
and all the players know it.
Press One for English.


Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #127
More Poetry Pantry #369 at Poets United


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Indigo bush frames a desolate winter landscape, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

deepening winter
butterflies in their cocoons
longing to break free

Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher