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Bleak Is the Stable


Bleak is the stable and frosty the hay;
The old shepherd’s moaning, “Please go away!
Give me some quiet, for that would be bliss;
Messes annoy me—just look at all this!
Some other farmhand should milk the brown cow,
While I feed the lambs, the calves, and the sow.
Yes, I know my part, I know it right well:
Work is my worship, despite the rank smell.”

 
  

Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #244
 
More Pantry of Poetry and Prose #8 at Poets United

 

Diary Entry

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O my little pumpkin-head,
How you thrilled me when you said,
 
“Bring me milk and bring me dirt—
I will teach you how to flirt.
 
All night long we’ll play at love,
While the wheeling stars above
 
Shape and shape anew our dream:
To have love our only theme.
 
Neither brick nor bird nor car
Will outshine that dazzling star,
 
Star that guides our hands and feet
In the ways that lovers meet.”
 
O my little pumpkin-head,
I’m still thrilled, though you are dead.

 

Poem © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #318
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #75

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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