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Birds, Songs, and Longings

As we near the lake,
geese arc over the water,
honking a greeting.
Settling on her nest
at the water’s edge, a duck
keeps her egg clutch warm.
Rippling mountain stream,
who composed the song you sing?
Surely not the crow!
Drifting and gliding
over the ocean’s surface,
seagulls hunt for fish.
Midwinter longing—
if I had wings like a dove,
I’d fly far away.


Haiku © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher


Riffs on Autumn

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Cottonwood leaves with autumn color, Yavapai County, Arizona

~~ 1 ~~
her passion for trees
especially in autumn
when leaves turn golden
~~ 2 ~~
autumn afternoon—
hoping to find her lost keys
under yellow leaves
~~ 3 ~~
drifting near the edge
of a little woodland pool—
seven autumn leaves
~~ 4 ~~
autumn afternoon—
wandering with my lover
through the browning fen
~~ 5 ~~
autumn afternoon—
somehow the sky seems lighter
shrugging off the rain
~~ 6 ~~
late autumn twilight
making me blink once, then twice
in awe and wonder
~~ 7 ~~
With wild geese wheeling,
how can I count the autumns
that have flown away?

Haiku © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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