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A Day at the Museum


Mother took me by the hand,
Took me to a magic land;
Crafted birds were on display—
My heart almost flew away
When I saw an eagle there,
Woven out of human hair.
 
Near the birds a tiny elk
Carved from sandstone, not from whelk,
Pranced across a sea of moss,
Gave his handsome head a toss,
Looked at me as if to say:
“Child, do not get in my way.”
 
Room on room we wandered through,
Seeing everything on view.
It was an exciting day,
And we wished that we could stay.
What do I remember most?
Jesus on a piece of toast!

 
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Museum”

They Televised the Drama


They televised the drama,
Although it was obscene,
Between your dad and mama
Down at the Dairy Queen.
 
They hoped no one would notice
That they were standing by,
When suddenly a snow cone
Came sailing through the sky.
 
The lens was cracked and shattered,
The broadcast stopped right there,
While the filming crew slunk off,
Their gear in disrepair.
 
The moral of this story,
If moral there may be,
Is that domestic dramas
Are not made for TV.

 
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Televised”

Blue Monday: Christmas in July

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A holiday decoration in a Yuma County, Arizona church, hearkens back to cooler times.
 
 

Christmas in July, you say?
Ninety-nine degrees* today!
Surely in this heat St. Nick
Needs an ice cream cone to lick!


 
*37.22 Celsius
 
Photo and poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
 
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Blue Monday: Desert Sunrise

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Sunrise paints the sky in rainbow hues, Yuma County, Arizona.
 
 

The sun’s coming up, the hills are aglow,
Everything’s eager to get up and go;
Lizards, and rattlers, and doves in the tree
Soon will be stirring—thank goodness, not me!

 
 
Photo and poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
 
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Cactus Woman

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Detail from a wall of mosaics, Ajo, Arizona.
  


Cactus Woman has nothing to lose
By walking for weeks without wearing shoes.
 
She’s toughened her feet on thorns and stones,
And carries the wilderness in her bones.
 
Her eyes are afire, her heart’s ablaze;
She loves the desert’s unsociable ways.
 
Cactus Woman is someone, they say,
Who’ll walk in the wilderness, come what may.

  
Poem and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
  
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Walk”

Crossing the Bridge

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Visitors may cross a bridge to enter Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 


I crossed a wooden footbridge through shadows dark and bold,
In search of buried treasure that lay there from of old.
Some said the place was Eden, but others would not tell,
And so I sought the wizard, who lived beside the well:
“O wizard full of wonder, I seek for coins of gold;
Will I find them buried here among the shadows bold?”
It seemed a thousand minutes until the wizard spoke:
“You are the victim, I’m afraid, of a cruel joke.
The only treasures waiting for those who cross the bridge
Are desert plants that bloom in sight all along the ridge.”
I looked and saw a cactus with yellow blossoms bold,
And knew I’d found a treasure worth more than any gold.

 
 
Poem and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Bridge”

Flora and Fauna


There are pigeons, pugs and camels, there are lions in the park.
There are hundreds of strange animals, and one of them’s the snark.
There are insect-eating flowers, and fruit trees with weird fruit,
There are creatures of the ocean near the Italian boot.
If you take a look around you, wherever you may be,
I think you’ll be astounded by the great diversity!

 
Poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Biodiversity”

Blue Monday: Barrel Cactus

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Barrel cactus, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California.
 


High above the cactuses in the clear blue sky
Winter rainclouds sometimes come, sometimes multiply.
Not today, however, there’s not a cloud in sight;
Perfect for the cactuses: hot and dry and bright!
 
Photo and poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
 
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Limerick Break


Whose back does the earth rest upon?
An elephant, raven, or swan?
Perhaps it’s a gannet
That holds up the planet
That all of us humans live on!
 
 
A stack of good books by your bed
Is better than any old med.
So, here’s to your health,
Vim, vigor, and wealth—
Make sure that you get them all read!
 
 
A teacher too weary to teach
Decided to head for the beach.
“I need to unwind,
I hope you don’t mind—
I’m putting myself out of reach.”

 
  
Limericks © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Poetry Pantry #444 at Poets United

Maya Used to Be So Small

(A silly poem for a silly kid I know.)
 
  

Maya used to be so small.
Now she’s over six feet tall!
 
Wait! That simply can’t be true!
Maya’s only one-foot-two!
 
I messed up, I must confess:
My math skills are such a mess.
 
Here’s the way we will make sure
Maya’s legend will endure:
 
Measure Maya with a tape,
Fit her with a hero’s cape,
 
Not too short and not too tall.
Maya will defend us all,
 
Keep us safe both night and day.
Thank you, Maya—and hurray!

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher