My friends leave the room,
taking daylight with them,
along with the moon and stars.
The onset of an illness makes me
morbid, not dangerous.
In my trance-like state,
I care for nothing.
What led me away from
wisdom’s eight strong pillars?
Will giving you the symptoms
of my illness point me to a cure?
The year’s first handshake—
two old friends greet each other
on a busy street.
Haiku © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Poetry About the Body”
A young visitor seems to communicate with pigeons near the koi pond, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona
the secrets he can murmur
only to his friends
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Blue Monday
More Carpe Diem’s Summer Retreat 2016: “One with Nature”
San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
Winter afternoon shadows settle near an ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
Waiting for the Village Jazz Series to begin, Yuma, Arizona
November afternoon shadows, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
leaving friends behind
to stroll alone through shadows
and wait for the moon
Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Two old friends enjoying the Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona