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Summer


Summer
drew us away
from grief at dusk
as a courteous host
draws his guest
into the light
offering drinks
dinner
and conversation.
Who would want
to escape
such grace?
Only a moth
perhaps
with a broken wing.

 
 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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We Strained the Honey


We strained the honey, it flows like light
On our bread’s darkness; we take a bite,
Lost in the glorious mystery
Of wilding sweetness that sets us free.
 
How precious to set aside our shrugs
Of unbelief and squash them like bugs!
Minds that are closed can open anew;
Eat of our bread now—we break it for you.

 
 
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Four Couplets in Plague Time



Everything stirs up my blood:
Leaves and grass, and squishy mud.
 
 
Dancers in the field don’t need
Anything but chicken feed.
 
 
Don’t give garbage to your cow!
Stop this nonsense, stop it now!
 
 
I wish I could see the light;
Hear bees whisper, “It’s all right.”

 

Rhyming couplets © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #263
 
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Autumn ‘Firsts’


Throughout the woodlands
dry cedars snap like matchsticks—
first loss of autumn.
 
Fear gripping his heart,
a wayfarer hurries on—
first clouds of autumn.
 
Autumn’s first full moon—
I catch glimpses of fairies
dancing in the moss.
 
On the garden path
I keep stumbling on pebbles—
autumn’s first thick mist.
 
In the dwindling light,
what is there to sing about?
First rain of autumn…
 
seeming far away
my childhood and its wonders—
autumn’s first cold snap

 
  
Haiku © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Love Gave Up


Dark and light spoke fragrant things,
Gardens gathered strength by night;
Love, though fragile, sprouted wings,
Crying out as it took flight.
 
Fighting chance? Oh, love had none!
Hearing that a storm would pass,
Blotting out the noonday sun,
Love gave up—alack! alas!

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Light

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An earthenware jar sits on a stone ledge in Zapopan, Mexico.
 


Languid afternoon—
the light inside a clay jar
seeps to the surface.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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A song rising


A song rising from the wheat stubble
makes air and light and worm take note.
 
The iron door of the silo clangs
in time with the music.
 
By order of an unseen conductor
the song on which your life and
mine hinge will never be over—
it goes on forever.
 
It blows in the wind,
it floats in the water,
it glows in the stars.
Forever.
Amen.

 

Poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #138
   
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Saint Nobody


Saint Nobody walks with a purpose
Through streets where no one else dares.
She greets all the lonely and homeless,
Those for whom no one else cares.
 
Saint Nobody never feels frightened
Among the outcasts and thieves;
She fears neither danger nor darkness,
For this is what she believes:
 
She’s been given light that’s for sharing,
Light that she cannot withhold.
Saint Nobody walks with a purpose—
This is what makes her so bold.

 
Poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Saints”

Light

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Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Southern Arizona
 


Light creeps inexorably across the wilderness.

 
Photo and text © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Walk

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Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


A small wooden bridge—
first, we walk through the shadows,
then into the light.

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher