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Jim


Somewhere is better than nowhere, grinning is better than grim;
Bourbon is better than bibles, but nothing is better than Jim.
He’s the old guy with the bedroll, who’s had a hard knock or two;
He sleeps in a rusty wheelbarrow, parked every night at the zoo.
Jim hasn’t a care in the world, though ashes cover his beard,
And all the grownups who cross his path think he’s completely weird.
But children think Jim’s a wonder—he teaches them letters and sums,
And never asks for a penny, and lets them pound on his drums!
The children all think that Jim’s tale is something that ought to be told,
So here’s to all the Jims of the world, who cannot be bought or sold!

 
 
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Aphorisms


 
Write your name outside the box;
Help your neighbor mend her socks.
 
If you use your white paint first,
Things will go from worse to worst.
 
Anything on page sixteen
Will remain, by Jove, unseen.
 
Sentences are like a thread
Leading to the living dead.
 
Letters written by one’s hand
Are most certain to withstand
All the ravages of time,
Quite unlike this awful rhyme.

 
Poems © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Writing letters

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Detail from a mural in Artists Alley, Ajo, Arizona
 
 

I would work harder
at writing letters
if I thought someone
would open the envelope.
There’s something satisfying
about going to my desk,
sweeping aside the rejection slips
from my latest failed poem,
and writing to friends,
a different one each day.
Despite my devotion
to penning words on paper,
few friends reply,
and I have to remind myself
that letter writing
is about to pass away
into that realm where
rotary dial telephones,
carbon paper, and chalkboards
are of blessed memory.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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Tales

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Graffiti on a house wall, Zacatecas, México
 


letters of graffiti telling twisted tales

 
Text © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Hummingbird

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Mural, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
the hummingbird feast—
taking a risk as they thrum
toward the feeding place
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Hummingbirds at work—
one minute they have courage,
the next their hearts fail.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
written on a wall—
letters to a hummingbird
and the chill north wind
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
a trip through traffic
to reach the secret place called
hummingbird heaven
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
If the hummingbirds
urge you to share in their feast,
what does it matter?
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
a liter of milk
brought to the hummingbird feast
and laced with sugar
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
Two hummingbirds watch
as I link my arm in yours—
they call us lovebirds.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Drenched

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A ship under full sail, painted on a restaurant door, Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
 


Sometimes letters come,
drenched in salt spray from the sea—
the same old stories.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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