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Six for Sunday

Two blue butterflies
anoint my garden with peace—
sunny afternoon.
tender stalks of corn
pushing toward the morning sun—
feast for hungry crows
The longer I sing,
the more this daunting mountain
dwindles to a speck.
I slide on wet leaves
and my pathway disappears—
autumn’s first mishap.
On a moonless night
I sink down before the stars,
wounded by their light.
November evening—
a dove returns to her nest,
cooing one last song.


Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Bits and Pieces

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~~ 1 ~~
leaning on his cane
grandpa in the nursing home
ogles the nurses
~~ 2 ~~
cat in the kitchen
unwinding a ball of yarn
with his white-tipped paw
~~ 3 ~~
rushing out the door
without glancing backward once—
terrified priestess
~~ 4 ~~
ravenous seagull
hovering near the dumpster—
last night’s crumbs for lunch
~~ 5 ~~
summer afternoon—
the ringing of clear laughter
from the neighbor’s yard
~~ 6 ~~
out-of-date lenses—
a minor blur in vision
makes him look again
~~ 7 ~~
rusting ship’s anchor
cast down at the water’s edge—
one crab scuttles by
~~ 8 ~~
old man’s rheumy eyes
flicker in recognition
in the nursing home

Haiku © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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