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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

The Weird Neighbor


The weird neighbor down the street
Glued some golf balls to his feet
And sprinkled rancid raisins in his hair.
  
People couldn’t help but laugh
When he bought a green giraffe
And taught the beast to dance—it’s true, I swear!
  
Then things started to get worse
When the neighbor drove a hearse
And carried living people to their graves.
  
So the neighbor’s now in jail
With no hope of making bail—
Unless, of course, it’s true that “Jesus Saves.”

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

The Tomcat


My neighbors’ old grey tomcat visits me each day.
I feed my neighbors’ tomcat when they go away.
The neighbors are quite grateful. The tomcat? Not so much.
He flicks his tail and glares at me near the rabbit hutch.

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

Blue Monday: Is There a Mouse in the House?

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An abandoned house, Zacatecas, México.
 


In a tiny little house
Lived a tiny little mouse
And the mouse didn’t have a crumb to eat.
 
So she made herself a plan
To bake cookies and a flan
’Cause a mouse (as we know) likes food that’s sweet!
 
Photo and poem © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
BLUE MONDAY BADGE

 
 
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Kindness


Kindness can’t be overrated;
With it no one’s ever sated,
For by kindness we all live—
Getting it, we want to give.

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