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Six Things to Ponder


Autumn afternoon—
a shaman with sagging breasts
consults the oak trees.
 
 
Freight trains rumble by
before and after midnight—
I lose hours of sleep.
 
 
Why would I follow
an overcrowded pathway
when the margins call?
 
 
ten dozen swallows
swooping over the rooftops—
antics at twilight
 
 
I draw close to you,
but you turn your back to me—
autumn solitude.
 
 
Autumn afternoon—
how can I prune the roses
with dull secateurs?

 
 
Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #287
 
More Writers’ Pantry #41 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

A Quintet of Silliness


In the tundra you’ll not find
A stand of trees of any kind.
 
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A hologram is just the thing
To make the holy angels sing.
 
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Anyone who sings at dawn
Should just shut up and be gone!
 
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No parking in the garden, no parking close to trees!
But if I cannot park there, then tell me where, O please!
 
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Touch my lips and touch my crown,
Pick me up and set me down.
Let this be your lifelong task—
Is this much too much to ask?

 
Poems © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #170
 
More Poetry Pantry #411 at Poets United
 

Opening

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Sagging wooden doors, Santa Fe, New Mexico
 


opening the doors
only to close them again—
house of smothered dreams

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Open/Openness”

Evening

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


December evening—
a way in the wilderness
closes before me.

 
Haiku © 2015 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Close

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Yuma Pioneer Cemetery, Yuma, Arizona
 


close to the tombstone
blue pitcher filled with flowers—
someone remembers

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Blue Monday
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Close”