Before the mountains were born,
Or there were stains in the sea,
God put his mouth to a horn
And blasted out notes with glee!
I’m tired of drinking coffee, tired of drinking tea;
Give me chicken breasts and thighs for eternity!
I heard three tigers breathing, I thought my time had come,
But then the fiercest tiger was turned into a plum
By the surging murmur of a wizened wizard’s breath,
And now I can’t help singing how I escaped from death!
Poems © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #213
More Poetry Pantry #479 at Poets United
Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California.
Mountains dominate portions of the Sonoran Desert, Maricopa County, Arizona.
Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
A few scattered clouds at daybreak, Riverside County, California
Rugged mountains near Ajo, Arizona
Pour out libations of coffee
on the mountain.
Hand the longer straw
to the loser.
Soften tall buildings
with mystical solvent
until they topple.
Put a painting in each hand,
then toss them into the dumpster.
Do you still believe in miracles
after hearing these dark sayings?
How can your heart not be sad?
Even the blackbird is numb.
A car’s side mirror reflects autumn colors, Inyo National Forest near Bishop, California
Inyo National Forest near Bishop, California