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The Summer of Braids
This is the summer of braids and bare feet;
We manage somehow to survive the heat.
Maybe some shifts in the shimmering line
Assure us we’re well, and all will be fine.
Maybe it’s magic, and maybe it’s not,
But suddenly things don’t seem quite so hot.
We look in the mirror, knowing we must,
And find we have enough faith to trust
That whatever comes again we can face
As long as our fingers reach out for grace.
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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In This Morgue
In this morgue, this dismal place,
A blind beggar hangs his face
By the mirror on the wall
In the stinking bathroom stall.
Sipping brandy in the loo,
He remembers what to do:
Look for a new walking stick,
One that will not clack or click.
Sideways now he tilts his head,
Living man among the dead,
Happy man with no tattoo—
Love will show him what is true!
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More The Whirligig #254
More Writers’ Pantry #8 at Poets and Storytellers United
Macro Monday 2: In the Mirror
Clouds lit up by the setting sun appear in a rearview mirror.
Photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Mirror
Reflected street scene, Los Algodones, Baja California Norte, México
A window is a mirror
Reflecting what I see;
Perhaps a car or shadow
Appears just right to me.
Or maybe I am hoping
That what I see is true;
Is the sky, for instance, pink,
Or is it really blue?
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Mirror”
Mirror
A mirror decorated for Christmas 2016, Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico
The napkins on the table
And paintings on the wall
Are pictured in the mirror,
The glass that sees them all.
But mirrors cannot picture
The realm within the soul,
Where Spirit speaks to spirit,
And crushed things are made whole.
Poem © 2017 and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Little Things
~~ 1 ~~
cracking one more tooth
on a piece of hard candy—
her bittersweet tale
~~ 2 ~~
breaking the last plate
in her mother’s collection
to vent her anger
~~ 3 ~~
selecting a brush
one with a broken handle
for her self-portrait
~~ 4 ~~
weight of her secret
driving her down to her knees
in utter despair
~~ 5 ~~
elegant mirror
studded with pearls and rubies—
spider web of cracks
~~ 6 ~~
at the kitchen sink
humming little hymns of praise
for each daily chore
~~ 7 ~~
(Still thinking about how to ravish you!)
~~ 8 ~~
orange marmalade—
licking the last sticky bit
from the silver knife
~~ 9 ~~
the sigh of the spoon
stirring the seventeenth batch
of pancake batter
~~ 10 ~~
stop-and-go traffic
wearing out my Chevy’s brakes
one foot at a time
~~ 11 ~~
fresh load of cement
churning on the truck chugging
toward the building site
~~ 12 ~~
after the frog jumps
another page of haiku
in Basho’s manner
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Mirror
An old King James Version Bible, open to James 1:22-24
Peering in the glass,
she checks her appearance, then
leaves her face behind.
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Crystal
Along the beach, Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
crystal clear sunlight
reflects all colors in the mirror—
shadow of a dragon
huddling in a seaside cave
Jonah hides himself from God
*Opening gambit © by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem: “Crystal”
Final two lines © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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