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The Parting


“I know that I will miss you,” he said with a slight shrug.
“But the cat has lost its tail, there’s darkness on the rug,
And cruelty is sport for fools, of which I am one;
Better we should part this day, and let the deed be done.”
 
“I will not discourage you,” she said without a sigh.
“You’ve been just short of horrible in all the years gone by.
You thought that I was fragile, you thought I was a toad,
But I withstood your onslaughts—now go, and hit the road!”

 
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Voice of Silver

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Desert willow (Chilopsis linearis), Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California.
 


 
From the children’s nursery comes a Silver Voice:
“The Willow Tree seems lost now, and you have no choice
But to seek until you find her, seek both near and far,
Seek beneath the stump and boulder, seek where dragons are.
Do not let unrest dissuade you from the task at hand.
Courage, sister! Courage, brother! Don’t you understand
That skies and stars and planets all depend on you?
Gird yourselves with courage, and do what you must do!
Destroy fierce Dragon Burdock that threatens Willow’s ways;
Then, with all things great and small, in peace live out your days.”
 
We hear you, Voice of Silver, we hear you, Voice of Old;
With courage as our mantle, we’ll do as we are told.


 
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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The middle child

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Section of a mural in San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México

 
 

The middle child,
feeling lost and upset,
goes for treatment
one day a week.
In the waiting room,
her older brother
chants nursery rhymes
and tells stories
in a vain attempt
to comfort her.
“Wait till you see the lunches
they serve at school next week,”
he says.
“Seven kinds of ice cream!”
But the disconsolate middle child
cares nothing for ice cream lunches.
All she wants is to rise up
out of her wheelchair
and walk.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
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Weeping

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Virgin of Guadalupe on the headstone of a woman who died at age 29, Wellton Memorial Cemetery, Wellton, Arizona
 


last days of autumn—
somewhere a mother’s weeping
for a daughter lost

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Searching

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A vaquero searching for his cattle, El Charco del Ingenio conservation area, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


searching for lost calves
and hoping he finds them soon—
a lone vaquero

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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Restless

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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


seven lost blackbirds—
none of them knows the reason
for their restless wings

 
 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Search

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Sunrise, Apache County, Northern Arizona
 


along the fence line
searching for something I lost
forty years ago

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Despite

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Sunrise, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona


Despite the bright clouds,
the wilderness keeps mourning
for all it has lost.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Footpath

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Southern California
 


Lost in the forest—
even the well-worn footpath
will not lead me home.

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Awhirl with Richard Wright

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The first line of each haiku or senryu is taken from Haiku: This Other World by Richard Wright.
 


~~ 1 ~~
Over steaming rice
she sprinkles magic powders—
tonight, her lover!
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
In the drizzling rain
she calls out to her lover—
three crows mark her tears.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
Under yellow leaves
she finds the letter she lost,
sodden and unread.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
On a wet tree trunk,
three words written long ago
tell of a lost love.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
In a flower pot
she buries a smooth white stone,
hoping it will grow.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
In the morning sun
a pilgrim stabs her oak staff
up the mountain trail.
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
Obscuring the moon,
an ominous mountain peak
blights the pilgrim’s path.
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
To change this cold wind
after the rose petals fall,
she will need magic.
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
Brighter than ever
the cathedral door locks glow
with unholy fire.
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
Two men are parting—
one of them walks toward a pit,
where strange angels dance.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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