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Mother Left Six Weeks Ago

NOTE: This poem is NOT autobiographical. It is strictly a work of FICTION.
 
  

Mother left six weeks ago, said nothing, no goodbyes.
Wearily she climbed in bed, and then she closed her eyes.
 
Next morning when we found her in the light of day,
Like a stream in summer’s drought, she had passed away.
 
Now it’s time to sort her trash, sort her treasures too—
When your mother leaves this life, that’s what you must do.
 
By the attic window purses lined up in a row,
Bags of shoes, and dusty dresses—everything must go.
 
Pass me mother’s rosary, and some tissues too.
Say a little prayer for me; I’ll say one for you.

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Evidence

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Autumn 2016: Leaves floating in Oak Creek, near Sedona, Arizona
 


in a mountain stream
the bittersweet evidence
of passing seasons

 
Haiku © 2017 and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Bittersweet”

Stream

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A stream in the mountains of Inyo National Forest near Bishop, California
 


Near a mountain stream
the shadows on some boulders
become black as crows.

 
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Healing

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Seasonal stream, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


whispering waters—
sipping from the healing stream
mercies for today

 
Haiku © 2015 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Midweek Motif: “Recovery/Healing”

Crane

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Seasonal stream at dusk, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


in hiding
a ravenous crane
stalks a fish

 

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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More Carpe Diem: “Crane”