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Alligator Near the Tree: Silly Songs for Sunday

Alligator near the tree,
Are you peeking out at me?
What will happen if I blink,
Alligator in the sink?
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The firecrackers fizzle out after getting wet.
The outline of the walrus becomes a silhouette.
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These hobbits cannot walk straight,
Yet silently they glide
On their hairy little feet
While weaving side to side.
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Would you prefer I signal
With a spark or with a flame
As I contemplate the traits
That make you wild and not tame?

Poems © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Sunday’s Whirligig #168
More Poetry Pantry #409 at Poets United

Odd Tales

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~~ 1 ~~
How far we have come
from the land of stones and thorns—
how far yet to go!
~~ 2 ~~
birth pangs at midnight
the poem in my belly
kicking to be free
~~ 3 ~~
resting for an hour
in the shadows of the pines—
river in her heart
~~ 4 ~~
morning sacrifice—
how one feather on the shore
appeases the gods
~~ 5 ~~
Even a free bird
cannot sprout another wing
when one is broken.
~~ 6 ~~
singing down the sun
one more time
~~ 7 ~~
fencepost silhouette
pressed against the western sky
spangled with new stars
~~ 8 ~~
shadowy walkway—
a beggar without a face
stretching out his hand
~~ 9 ~~
Red paper lantern—
mistaking it for ripe fruit,
wrens peck at its flesh.
~~ 10 ~~
Near the Buddha’s feet
a lily of the valley
makes itself at home.
~~ 11 ~~
a day-old doughnut
drizzled with powdered sugar
beggar’s evening feast
~~ 12 ~~
afternoon monsoon—
sinuous lines of lightning
snaking through the sky

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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