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Wine into Water


Water heals her wound
the evidence comes
as a scar blossoms in her flesh
like smoke rising
from burning leaves
it has been a long struggle
sometimes she dreams
of lying in her casket
when this nightmare is over
but for now her thoughts are clearing
maybe Jesus is turning her wine
into water

 
  

Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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People, Places, and Things

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~~ 1 ~~
 
Italian cousins
winding long spaghetti strands
around their fork tines
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
dour great-grandmother
dreaming of being a corpse
in less than a year
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Loud clashing cymbals—
even the deaf boy hears them
and jumps from his chair.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
Seven misspelled words—
she thinks the world has ended
as she fails the test.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
A brook by the way—
she pauses to slake her thirst
before moving on.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
on the homeward way
pushing through thorns and brambles
to get to her door
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
a tanning salon
where the KKK sister
turns her white skin brown
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
grandfather’s casket
hewn from a tree that he felled
forty years ago
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
an old garden rake
abandoned by the shoreline
after digging clams
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
recent crash debris
still littering the freeway
glass and wiper blades
 

 
Haiku © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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