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Rhyme for a Time of Plague


Fill the tooth, fear the faces
Peering in the empty spaces.
Mix the needlepoint with mittens;
Leave unharmed the cats and kittens.
Do not be afraid of arms;
Help the farmers on their farms.
When the hay has all been stacked
And the plums in jars are packed,
Smiles will go a long, long way
Toward allaying fears, I say.

 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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At your touch


at your touch on this cold night
I lean into your hair
which smells of moons and stars
gratefully inhaling the scent
that makes me tipsy
as a hummingbird
too full of nectar
 
the faces of our children
not yet born
will glow with wonder
when we tell this story
thirty years from now
and they will tell it to their children
speaking in hushed voices:
 
how a farmer loved his wife
through sixty years of drought and plenty
while suns and stars and planets
kept whirling round the fields
and wistful neighbors spoke with reverence
of the fertile pair

 

Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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Uncaging

Old Mariachis
 

Painting at Fábrica La Aurora San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


old mariachis
their faces creased with music
uncaging the night

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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The Miners

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gritty and filthy—
their faces at twilight
when they come home from the mine
 
one of them enters an empty house
(his wife left two months ago)
 
one of them finds
only fetid cabbage soup on the table—
not enough money for meat or milk
 
and one of them sips a bitter drink
from a mug with a broken handle
 
all three of them know
that nothing will ever be the same again—
 
the streetcar that used to stop at the corner
to carry them to the mine
(ten cents round trip)
sits rusting in the rail yard
and not even a vow to the gods
will make its wheels turn again

 

© 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Keeping

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Chapel of Santo Niño de Atocha, Chimayo, New Mexico
 


Their watching faces
keeping every stranger safe—
Holy Family.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Symbiosis

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


familiar faces—
thirsty roots and barren sands
nuzzling each other

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Symbiotic”