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Dry grasses, Northern Arizona

~~ 1 ~~
Abundant whimsy
fills the Delhi beggar’s face,
emptying her bowl.
~~ 2 ~~
at his steely core
nothing but admiration
for the brutal ones
~~ 3 ~~
a badass dolphin
out to impress the ladies—
they all swim away
~~ 4 ~~
a murderous whale—
the one that took down Ahab
still roaming the seas
~~ 5 ~~
the prairie’s expanse
constricted by last night’s rain
into a puddle
~~ 6 ~~
only a concept—
the sound of a tree crashing
when no one’s around
~~ 7 ~~
learning how to spell
by scrawling lines with a stick—
children of the dunes
~~ 8 ~~
singing of small things
things that can’t even be seen
without microscopes
~~ 9 ~~
offering herself
to the wind and rain and sun—
maid for all seasons

Haiku © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #320
More Sunday’s Whirligig #77

First Whirl of February

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The first line of each breath-of-a-poem is taken from phrases found in A Year in the World by Frances Mayes.

~~ 1 ~~
their morning coffee—
spring, summer, fall, and winter
taking it with cream
~~ 2 ~~
on the balcony
sharing an afternoon drink
fragrant vin rosé
~~ 3 ~~
on an envelope
one thin line of poetry
trailing to the edge
~~ 4 ~~
clutching photographs
faded ones from long ago
in her tight right hand
~~ 5 ~~
a votive candle
casting a shadowy spell
in the holy place
~~ 6 ~~
through the spice bazaar
following an old woman
laden with saffron
~~ 7 ~~
open till midnight—
a sign taped to the window
restoring our hope
~~ 8 ~~
on a lamp table
two little stacks of spare change
enough for bus fare
~~ 9 ~~
from her only son
a letter written with flair—
loops and flourishes
~~ 10 ~~
a heap of rubble
where the freeway bridge once stood—
earthquake aftermath

© 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 236

Whirling On

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Each haiku begins with a Wordle word.

~~ 1 ~~
Maybe a raven
knows more about nasturtiums
than ever I will.
~~ 2 ~~
miles beyond this place
thirty or forty or more
a ruined garden
~~ 3 ~~
words lost long ago
under bison bones bleaching
on Kansas prairies
~~ 4 ~~
scorch marks on his shirt—
first signs of her defiance
of his tyranny
~~ 5 ~~
chime and tambourine
and incense in the temple—
bridges between worlds
~~ 6 ~~
trite conversation
over day-old glazed doughnuts
at the sad café
~~ 7 ~~
spell of cold weather—
taking out of the closet
her wool kimono
~~ 8 ~~
land covered with snow—
corn hidden from hungry geese
and foraging mice
~~ 9 ~~
spirit of the quilt
wrapping her in dreams of peace
though she sleeps alone
~~ 10 ~~
aim of the hunter
sighting a mandarin duck—
how his bow trembles
~~ 11 ~~
mind of the pilgrim
distracted by the bedbugs
in the wayside inn
~~ 12 ~~
sign of good fortune
the year’s first calligraphy
brushed in crimson ink

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #236
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 196


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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

Desert magician,
did you set the fence ablaze
with a cunning spell?

Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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