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Haibun: Give Thanks


“I’m too tired to be grateful,” I growl, and sip a third cup of coffee. I listen to my watch ticking. I remember the scent of the tangerine I peeled on a long-ago Thanksgiving Day. The citrus oils stung my chapped fingers, making me wince. But that was the best tangerine I have ever tasted. And the longer I live, the more clearly I see that I can choose how my day will go by changing my attitude. “Don’t be fooled,” I say to myself, “gratitude is the path to contentment. Make every day a holy day. Give thanks.”
 

autumn meander—
making my way toward twilight
with a few detours



 

Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher

 

Small Wonders

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~~ 1 ~~
 
blustery evening—
by faltering lantern light
no path for her feet
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
in her small kitchen
a sip or two of cocoa
from a broken cup
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
indulging herself
cocoa sprinkled with nutmeg
Sunday morning treat
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
the farm hands at dawn
hoping that some warmth will come
to the onion field
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
seeking a way out
the imprint of her longing
on wool, foam and stone
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the grindstone
waiting for a knife
to sharpen
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
nacreous handle
of the old woman’s mirror
her consolation

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Monday Wordle #46

Streams

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Dusk, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


evanescent streams
flowing through the desert sky—
together we sip

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Listening with Another”