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Quickly the Night Comes


Quickly the night comes, sending out stars;
Children stuff lightning bugs into jars.
 
The bat chasing bugs will stop for a rest
After it catches the last pesky pest.
 
Ripples of darkness spread over the pond—
Shadows envelop each leafy palm frond.
 
Invisible creatures run to and fro—
We’d see them if they were running in snow.
 
Quietly, dear, let me sing you a song;
Moths near the streetlight won’t be there long.
 
The night is far gone, but not my love, dear—
Here at the frog pond I think that is clear.
 
In daylight or darkness, winter or spring,
I’ll sing by the pond, dear, to you I will sing.

 
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Bits of This and That

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This week’s words: infinite, hit, invisible, emits, rhythm, impulse, distance, kneel, creation, whisperings, fists, precise

 


 
~~ 1 ~~
Singers and dancers
shaking their timbrels and hips—
holy the rhythm!
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
A frank confession:
I peer into the distance,
but I see nothing.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Where the faithful kneel,
a golden light is shining—
galaxies draw near.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
A brown paper bag
clutched in a child’s hand can hold
all of creation.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
Cattails speak in tongues
wisdom taught them long ago—
reedy whisperings.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
From around the world,
gather stones the size of fists—
change them into bread.
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
infinite wisdom
in recounting bedtime tales—
patience with darkness
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
invisible hand
stirring up the Milky Way
leftovers tonight

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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