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Resurrection
I started over once, I started over twice;
I hit the reset button, it was mighty nice,
Until I tried to do it after I was dead,
And found that resurrection was only in my head.
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Starting Over”
Whirling with Alberto
Each breath-of-a-poem begins with a phrase taken from “The Lime Orchard Woman” by Alberto Álvaro Ríos .
~~ 1 ~~
traveling circus—
the man with the kewpie dolls
pushes pins in one
~~ 2 ~~
At the silliness
of the clown with the red ball
old men are weeping.
~~ 3 ~~
as if by small bones
she could keep the scorpion
from attacking her
~~ 4 ~~
the way she begins
to bite into her heartbreak
as a ripened plum
~~ 5 ~~
At the silliness
of an ear that tries to sing,
she begins to laugh.
~~ 6 ~~
She sits and watches
as the blind man stumbles home,
his white cane broken.
~~ 7 ~~
People look at her
as though the witches spawned her
late one Friday night.
~~ 8 ~~
One centimeter
away from resurrection
it all falls apart.
~~ 9 ~~
the edge of a wall
where an old man stands alone
watching plums ripen
~~ 10 ~~
leading to his house
a trail of broken timbers
branded with hex signs
~~ 11 ~~
mountains that open
as though spells from long ago
were being broken
~~ 12 ~~
the moment to breathe
the moment she has hunted
among the house wrens
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 207
Depression
Yuma Pioneer Cemetery, Yuma, Arizona
her deep depression
despite the brilliant blossoms
on her loved one’s grave
~~ ~~ ~~
Sometimes resurrection seems like a hoax.
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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