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Dreams that Call
Do you hear the dreams that call,
Dreams your hands still hope to find?
Stand in wonder of them all,
Pillow them within your mind.
In the shell of your old life
You could stand until you die,
But it’s time to slip away
With the hawk that rides the sky.
Onward through the wind and fire!
Push yourself, do not give up!
You will find your heart’s desire
Waiting in a brimming cup.
Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More The Whirligig #294
More Writers’ Pantry #48 at Poets and Storytellers United
A Way Out
Trying to breathe in this place,
close to the source of my grief,
while coins thrown in the wishing well
are glimmering and turning—
such madness!
I feel my right foot slip, and then my left,
something tightens in my chest.
Be still, my heart!
You will find a way out!
Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More Sunday’s Whirligig #94
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More Macro Monday 2
More Sunday’s Whirligig #94
More Poetry Pantry #336 at Poets United
Fountain

Plaza de Armas, Zacatecas, México
With the same longings
people and pigeons gather
where the fountain flows.
In the quiet hours
stars slip into the waters—
those who drink them shine.
~~ ~~ ~~
“Come, thou Fount of every blessing…”
Text © 2015 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Sizzling

Gnarled ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
heat-tolerant plants—
immigrants rest till nightfall
then slip farther north
~~ ~~ ~~
another sizzling day in the Sonoran
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Waiting

Old door in Historic Downtown Yuma, Arizona
on the door a fly
waiting for the right moment
to slip through a crack
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More Haiku Horizons: “Fly”