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Four Haiku


at the water’s edge
the saved wait to be baptized—
old-time religion
 
 
shadows by the bridge
sculpted from hollowed-out light—
great blue heron’s cry
 
 
feet follow cinders
leading to the temple gate
a place of great grace
 
 
fingers framed by light
clutching an old rosary
carved of human bone

 
 
Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #281
 
More Writers’ Pantry #35 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

The Summer of Braids


This is the summer of braids and bare feet;
We manage somehow to survive the heat.
 
Maybe some shifts in the shimmering line
Assure us we’re well, and all will be fine.
 
Maybe it’s magic, and maybe it’s not,
But suddenly things don’t seem quite so hot.
 
We look in the mirror, knowing we must,
And find we have enough faith to trust
 
That whatever comes again we can face
As long as our fingers reach out for grace.

 
 
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #279
 
More Writers’ Pantry #33 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

Starlight

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Christmas tree decorations in a Yuma County, Arizona church
 


Where is the starlight
to keep my feet from stumbling
on the long way home?

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Diary Entry

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O my little pumpkin-head,
How you thrilled me when you said,
 
“Bring me milk and bring me dirt—
I will teach you how to flirt.
 
All night long we’ll play at love,
While the wheeling stars above
 
Shape and shape anew our dream:
To have love our only theme.
 
Neither brick nor bird nor car
Will outshine that dazzling star,
 
Star that guides our hands and feet
In the ways that lovers meet.”
 
O my little pumpkin-head,
I’m still thrilled, though you are dead.

 

Poem © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #318
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #75

Spent

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On the shore of Lake Skinner, Winchester, California
 


Even the spent weeds,
women with delicate feet,
rustle as you pass.

 
Haiku © 2015 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Home

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A stone Buddha in a hidden courtyard, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


Near the Buddha’s feet
a lily of the valley
makes itself at home.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Lily of the Valley”
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon

Washing

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Koi pond, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona
 


Before moving on,
I wash my feet in the pond—
koi between my toes.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Wednesday Waters #10
 
More Carpe Diem: “Basho’s ‘Washing My Feet'”

Dust

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Yuma Pioneer Cemetery, Yuma, Arizona
 


among the tombstones
seeking immortality—
dust clings to my feet

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Immortality”

Enough

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Christmas tree decorations in a church in Arizona
 


One star is enough
to keep my feet from stumbling
on the long way home.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Ruby Tuesday Too
 
More Carpe Diem: “Stars”
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon

Blossoms

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Our Lady of LaVang, El Santuario de Chimayo, Chimayo, New Mexico
 


Shrugging off the snow,
a Lady coaxes blossoms
from her hands and feet.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Ruby Tuesday Too
 
More Carpe Diem: “Inspired by Richard Wright”
 
More Twelve Days of Mary at Recuerda Mi Corazon: Day 9