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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
More The Whirligig #291
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
More Writers’ Pantry #46 at Poets and Storytellers United
Macro Monday 2: Corn
Corn keeps growing even in December at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
Happy 2019, everyone!
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Contemplation
Corn husk Madonna and Child in a Yuma County, Arizona church
in the season’s rush
taking time to contemplate
how a mother loves
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Blue Monday
More Our World Tuesday
More Haiku Horizons: “Rush”
More Twelve Days of Mary at Recuerda Mi Corazon
A Poet Is Born
The first line of each breath-of-a-poem is taken from The Poet Slave of Cuba: A Biography of Juan Francisco Manzano by Margarita Engle.
~~ 1 ~~
In some hut of mud
with a floor of dry, tamped dung,
a poet is born.
~~ 2 ~~
inventing verses
that rise and fall with seasons—
the farming poet
~~ 3 ~~
on flimsy paper
writing words that reach thousands
with pathos and light
~~ 4 ~~
A fragrance of words
flows from the child poet’s mouth—
honey on his tongue.
~~ 5 ~~
the whispered daydreams
of corn pushing toward the sun
during tassel time
~~ 6 ~~
a woman running
from the seed about to split
into lightning songs
~~ 7 ~~
The fragrant garden—
she comes each day at twilight
to sip with the bees.
~~ 8 ~~
No one is looking
as she enters the courtyard
to steal a mango.
~~ 9 ~~
after the harvest
every vine stripped of its fruit—
season of waiting
~~ 10 ~~
Count the songs growing
in the tunnel of the mole—
ten thousand or more.
~~ 11 ~~
Even a free bird
cannot sprout another wing
when one is broken.
Poems © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #266
More Sunday’s Whirligig #21
Windfall
Photo mural, Historic Downtown Yuma, Arizona
for the hungering
a heavenly fruitfulness
windfall of ripe corn
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Carpe Diem: “Corn”
Hens
Whimsical painting of hens on a building in Sedona, Arizona
While two hens argue
over which should get more corn,
mice cop some kernels.
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Ruby Tuesday Too
More Carpe Diem: “Haiku and Humor”
Healing
Photo mural, Historic Downtown Yuma, Arizona
healing journey
through lands of corn and sun
blackbird singing
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Carpe Diem #410
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
Three Prayers
God of the kitchen,
may nothing dreadful emerge
from my pots and pans.
~~ ~~ ~~
God of corn and wheat,
may harvests not be hasty
on my little farm.
~~ ~~ ~~
God of stone and star,
how can I ignore the ways
that you sustain me?
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Three Word Wednesday: “Dreadful, Hasty, Sustain”
Voice
Aztec Ruins, Aztec, New Mexico
among the ruins
a voice of wisdom calling—
the green corn ripens
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
More Carpe Diem: “Calling Wisdom”
