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Dreams that Call
Do you hear the dreams that call,
Dreams your hands still hope to find?
Stand in wonder of them all,
Pillow them within your mind.
In the shell of your old life
You could stand until you die,
But it’s time to slip away
With the hawk that rides the sky.
Onward through the wind and fire!
Push yourself, do not give up!
You will find your heart’s desire
Waiting in a brimming cup.
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More The Whirligig #294
More Writers’ Pantry #48 at Poets and Storytellers United
More The Whirligig #294
More Writers’ Pantry #48 at Poets and Storytellers United
Afternoon
Brilliant winter day, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
A few passing clouds
muffle a hawk’s piercing scream—
winter afternoon.
Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Scream”
Screech
Winter afternoon shadows, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
lengthening shadows—
the screech of a hungry hawk
sends mice skittering
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
More Sunday Scribblings 2: “Screech”
Beyond
A deep depression near The Citadel, Wupatki National Monument, Northern Arizona
hawk trolling for mice
stone on the distant mountain—
both beyond my reach
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More SkyWatch Friday
More Sunday Scribblings 2: “Reach”
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon
Harvest
Lost feather, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
morning shimmer
dew frosting on furze
a single leaf falls*
remnant of a hawk harvest
litters the wilderness path
*Haiku by Björn Rudberg
Final two lines and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Macro Monday 2
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
More I Heart Macro at Shine the Divine
More Carpe Diem Tan Renga: “By the Garden Path”
Chevalier
hawk in the bent oak
surveying his dominion—
fearsome chevalier
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Haiku Heights: “Chivalry”
