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To Flatten the Curve


To flatten the curve, don’t go anywhere—
Not the hills or the plains; get used to long hair.
Maybe you’ll tango, and maybe you won’t,
But when nighttime comes, don’t go out, just don’t.
Tell your young nephew: “I want to stay here;
It’s safer that way, you know it is, dear.
This won’t last forever, though now it seems black;
But here’s where we are, dear, there’s no turning back.
Let’s brush off our tears, child; now give me your hand—
We’ll pray that this Covid will flee from our land.”

 
 
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #278
 
More Writers’ Pantry #32 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

A Tiny Whirlwind

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Each tiny poem begins with a phrase taken from the opening sentences of the Gospel According to Saint John (King James Version).
 
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
In the beginning,
they say, the planets’ spinning
made angels dizzy.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Sent to bear witness,
three beings from a spacecraft
endeavor to speak.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
the will of the flesh—
a tangle of deception
net forever spread
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
full of grace and truth
both lunatic and loser
hanging out with Christ
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
A man sent from God
will tread wherever he must
to spread the good news.
 

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #231
 
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 191

Scoured

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Sonoran Desert, Maricopa County, Arizona
 


forever walking
along an endless pathway
scoured by wind and sun

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Footprints”