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Blue Monday: Love Stone

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Yuma Pioneer Cemetery, Yuma County, Arizona
  


A stone to remember a dear one who’s gone,
A stone that reminds me from dusk until dawn
That someone is guarding my steps from above—
The name of that someone is, quite simply, Love.

  
Photo and poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
 

Destiny’s Tales

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~~ 1 ~~
 
tangled in the tree
two crimson kites with white tails—
seven startled wrens
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
old paper, fresh words
torn envelope the canvas
for brushing haiku
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
a brown paper bag
clutched in a child’s fist holding
all of creation
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
addled gardener
dropping her gloves in the path
as the wild goose calls
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
In her new language
she sings of running naked
through the April rain.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
hoisting new lumber
onto his bruised right shoulder—
the builder of dreams
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
caught in the headlights
of a passing patrol car—
fumbling teenagers
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
On green park benches
old women wearing purple
celebrate the sun.
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
Far from the suburbs
an old woman is striding
toward her destiny.
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
walking through the woods
on her way to somewhere else—
rumblings of thunder
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
To open the book
she needs only a moment
and a trembling hand.

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More Sunday’s Whirligig #16

Addled

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Forgotten garden gloves, Rancho Los Alamitos, Long Beach, California
 


addled gardener
dropping her gloves in the path
as the wild goose calls
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
gloves—no hands to fill them

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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