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Strident Voices


Strident voices fill the room,
Stripped of reason, dripping gloom;
In the yard among the ashes
Lie three shattered window sashes.
Mention them enough, they say,
And you’ll turn the night to day.
Later on when winter’s over
And the fields are white with clover,
And our conversations rust
(As we knew they surely must),
Maybe then the world will see
Everyone in chains set free.

 
 

Poem © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Stripped

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Gnarled ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


weathered desert tree
stripped of all its ornaments
till the next blooming
 
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Surviving the desert’s vicissitudes takes fortitude.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Shrine

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Remains of a dead Desert Willow (Chilopsis linearis), Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


stripped of every leaf
willow in the wilderness—
desolation’s shrine

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Stripped

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Navajo National Monument, Northern Arizona
 


stripped by autumn frost
a lonely sentinel tree
guarding the canyon

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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