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Summer dawn, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

Where do they come from,
as ghosts at the break of day,
these wild mists rising?

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Whirling with Walt

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The first line of each three-line snippet comes from “Song of Myself” by Walt Whitman.

~~ 1 ~~
the eyes of the dead,
blind to beauty and blessing,
staring at nothing
~~ 2 ~~
knowing the perfect
candle to banish darkness—
only damp matches
~~ 3 ~~
eddies of the wind
on a mission for the storm
rising in the west
~~ 4 ~~
The shelves are crowded
with things simple and complex—
have you need of more?
~~ 5 ~~
choosing a safe spot,
perhaps your arms for the night,
before moving on
~~ 6 ~~
She owns the fine house
at the tip of the cape, where
no one is welcome.
~~ 7 ~~
on the granite floor
rivers of fresh blood flowing
from the killing spree
~~ 8 ~~
In the little wells
where the prairie meets the hill,
blind creatures huddle.
~~ 9 ~~
with me on the grass
seven ragged musicians
playing haunting tunes
~~ 10 ~~
Leaving me baskets
filled with ripe apples and rain,
she slips out to sea.
~~ 11 ~~
The little one sleeps,
caring nothing for the ghosts
that would torment her.
~~ 12 ~~
Stall in the market—
an image of St. Joseph
stirs among the spoons.

© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Fallen blossoms carpet the ground under a Palo verde tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

ghosts of passing spring—
spent palo verde blossoms
littering the earth

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Woods near Cache la Poudre River, Fort Collins, Colorado
ghosts of the ancients
cast their towering shadows
on the holy ground*

a crow in the cottonwood
rasping a ragged refrain

*Opening gambit by Patricia of High Five and Raspberries
Final two lines © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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