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If You Are Not a Reader


If you wait until the end comes, friend—
the end of the world, I mean—
to pick up a book and read,
you will never find out
how love and lust,
though cousins, differ,
and why one is far superior to the other.
Luck may sometimes nudge you in the right direction,
toward love and not toward lust,
but how lucky can you be if you are not a reader?

 

Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #165
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Lust”

Her birthday

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Painting of a grand celebration (maybe a birthday!), Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona

 
 

Her birthday,
crammed with memories,
one in particular:
rising at the meadowlark’s song
to walk across the dew-drenched grass,
her feet bare and cold and wet,
humming little nonsense tunes
to greet the light, bolder now
than when she’d left the house,
turning to see him at the window,
her ancient father;
how small he looks,
how like a cattail reed,
brown and brittle
at summer’s end—
and then he is falling,
clutching at his breast,
sailing off beyond the morning light,
the midday light, every light
there ever was or will be.
Pulling her phone from her skirt
pocket, she calls her friend:
“It’s over now. Come.
Come quickly.”

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Ruby Tuesday Too
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #114
   
More Poetry Pantry #356 at Poets United

Backyard

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San Juan County, New Mexico
 


in my friend’s backyard
no purple blooms or gold ones
reaching toward the sky

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Blooms”

Welcoming

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Late summer twilight, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


welcoming twilight
as though it were an old friend
coming for supper

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More SkyWatch Friday
 
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon