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In This Morgue

Feb 23

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In this morgue, this dismal place,
A blind beggar hangs his face
By the mirror on the wall
In the stinking bathroom stall.
Sipping brandy in the loo,
He remembers what to do:
Look for a new walking stick,
One that will not clack or click.
Sideways now he tilts his head,
Living man among the dead,
Happy man with no tattoo—
Love will show him what is true!


 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #254
 
More Writers’ Pantry #8 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

Posted in light verse, Rhyming poetry, The Whirligig

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When I was a girl

Jul 19

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masked girl
A mural on a house in San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


When I was a girl
I wanted to be someone’s wife,
washing his dirty clothes,
then hanging them out to dry
on leafless bamboo poles.
But the day I saw a blackbird
in the backyard bath,
its eyes aflame with fire,
I felt within my skin a stirring
to make paintings
envied by both monk and nun.
Now masked, with brush in hand,
I steal out every night
to splash the darkened city walls
with light, and then more light.

 
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #120
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Masks”

Posted in Guanajuato, Mexico, Midweek Motif, poetry, Poets United, San Miguel de Allende, Sunday's Whirligig

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Swing

May 3

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May twilight, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 
 


imagine a swing
hanging from the stoutest branch—
one child flying high

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Swing”

Posted in 5-7-5, haiku, Haiku Horizons, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona, twilight

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