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Jim


Somewhere is better than nowhere, grinning is better than grim;
Bourbon is better than bibles, but nothing is better than Jim.
He’s the old guy with the bedroll, who’s had a hard knock or two;
He sleeps in a rusty wheelbarrow, parked every night at the zoo.
Jim hasn’t a care in the world, though ashes cover his beard,
And all the grownups who cross his path think he’s completely weird.
But children think Jim’s a wonder—he teaches them letters and sums,
And never asks for a penny, and lets them pound on his drums!
The children all think that Jim’s tale is something that ought to be told,
So here’s to all the Jims of the world, who cannot be bought or sold!

 
 
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Rusty

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Rusty can, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 
 


warm rain
the spring moon returns
to the rusty can


curling into a ball
the size of a kitten

 
*Opening gambit © by Yu Chang
 
Final two lines and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Companions

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California buckwheat (Eriogonum fasciculatum)
 


my sole companions—
these rusty buckwheat blossoms
hallowing the way

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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