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Gloomy Day


A gloomy winter day,
a day for looking forward
to the promise of spring
when everything
(yes, even stones)
begins to soften
and flowers give off
an achingly wonderful fragrance.
She can smell them already—
grape hyacinths, daffodils and tulips—
or is that the dish detergent?
Suddenly a cargo truck roars by
in the street outside her window,
jolting her out of her reverie.
“How easy to act the fool,”
she murmurs to her cat,
then scrubs the crust
from her only plate.

 

Poem © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #139
   
More Poetry Pantry #380 at Poets United

On a Crumbling Wall

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Section of a mural, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


~~ 1 ~~
 
on a crumbling wall
iridescent hummingbird
in eternal flight—
its whirring wings never stop
as it hovers for a sip
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
empty garden bench
where last night’s conversation
still lingers at dawn
patterns of loss and longing
nestling in the wooden slats
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
all things softening
as summer moves toward autumn—
even field mice seem
to dwindle into mere fluff
a child’s breath can blow away
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
a cold deep pool
where she comes to bathe at dawn
dropping her silk blouse
into the dry stems and weeds
detritus of late summer
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
offering herself
as an exile from the world—
the burdock knows why,
and so does the peony
with its extravagant bloom

 
Tanka and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #312
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #69