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Bring Me a Poem


Bring me a poem from somewhere, bring me a poem well done.
I hope it’s about the woman, folding her shirt in the sun.
Let her be standing and watching the fox with the crooked grin,
While saying, “Nothing’s the matter that cannot be cured by sin.”
She hands her shirt to the vixen, still grinning there in the sun,
Wondering why she bothers to do work that is never done.
This is a poem from somewhere, perhaps from the watercourse,
A poem no person can sing right, only the spotted horse.

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Somewhere

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The gritty backside of Historic Downtown Yuma, Arizona
 


Little brown sparrow,
from somewhere in the shadows
you sing notes of joy.

 
Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  
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Snaking

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Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


a path to somewhere
snaking through the barren waste—
to follow or not

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Somewhere

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An ironwood tree at dusk, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


Somewhere a skylark,
far from these wasted places,
trills a note of joy.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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