It’s easy to be pious when hunger’s kept at bay;
The oily man adores you, although he’ll never say
Just why the drunken driver is waving from the bus,
Or why he wears upon his head a shoebox filled with pus.
O life is complicated, and that you can’t deny;
We all survive by exiting—so now, my friends, goodbye!
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
In a little storybook that I read both day and night,
A man heaps feast-food on some plates, but keeps them out of sight.
His wrinkled visage dares to me reach for juice or wine,
But when I do, he slaps me with twisted fishing line.
My luck is next to nothing, I’m down and out, you see;
The table spread before me was never meant for me.
If you have hair, it’s easy to charm the serving-man
Who keeps the sideboard groaning with cake and wine and flan.
But if your hair is thinning and showing roots of grey,
The keeper of the sideboard will swat your hands away.
The moral of my story, if moral there may be:
There’s nothing wrong with hair dye, or using flattery!
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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A gloomy winter day,
a day for looking forward
to the promise of spring
(yes, even stones)
begins to soften
and flowers give off
an achingly wonderful fragrance.
She can smell them already—
grape hyacinths, daffodils and tulips—
or is that the dish detergent?
Suddenly a cargo truck roars by
in the street outside her window,
jolting her out of her reverie.
“How easy to act the fool,”
she murmurs to her cat,
then scrubs the crust
from her only plate.
~~ 1 ~~
shrines along the road
where six pilgrims fall at dusk
pleading for mercy
~~ 2 ~~
it is not easy to guess
the hidden dangers
~~ 3 ~~
ferocious noon sun—
murderous midday assault
on weary pilgrims
~~ 4 ~~
ten years down the road—
list of lumpy double beds
still disturbs her sleep
~~ 5 ~~
inns along the road—
a certain type of pilgrim
will not spend the night
~~ 6 ~~
at the holy site
memories fuel prayers—
her warm devotion
~~ 7 ~~
a red cricket cage—
from behind the bamboo bars
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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