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Field of Strange Surprises


In a field of strange surprises, one chipped cup appears;
Yellow roses near the lip have faded with the years.
 
A clothesline pinned with tables, along with rusty tools,
Earns heaps of raw derision from mouths of Sunday fools.
 
They say the world is flooding and seas are black with ink.
But who knows what the truth is, and who knows what to think?
 
The end of time’s upon us, and dust coats every shelf.
But what’s the use of cleaning? Just leave that to the elf.

 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #260
 
More Writers’ Pantry #14 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

Three Utterly Weird Poems


I.
Before the mountains were born,
Or there were stains in the sea,
God put his mouth to a horn
And blasted out notes with glee!
 
II.
I’m tired of drinking coffee, tired of drinking tea;
Give me chicken breasts and thighs for eternity!
 
III.
I heard three tigers breathing, I thought my time had come,
But then the fiercest tiger was turned into a plum
By the surging murmur of a wizened wizard’s breath,
And now I can’t help singing how I escaped from death!

 
  
Poems © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #213
 
More Poetry Pantry #479 at Poets United

There’s Wisdom


 
There’s wisdom in what’s dulcet,
And wisdom in what’s tart.
The old grow ripe with longing
For youth’s resilient heart.
 
Time proves our ground of being
To be both false and stale.
Come, my friend, let’s toast the dead
With green and bitter ale.

 
Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Sunday’s Whirligig #184
 
More Poetry Pantry #425 at Poets United

Wind

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A stone-lined pathway at Wupatki National Monument, Northern Arizona
 


power of the wind—
reducing stones to rubble
one grain at a time

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Wind Power”

Seeking

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Plaza de Armas, Zacatecas, México
 


in time of trouble
seeking the soothing waters—
seven miles to go

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Blue Monday
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Time”

Plainsong

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August sunset, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


seven worlds away
Andromeda’s old plainsong
keeping desert time

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Our World Tuesday
 
More Carpe Diem: “Andromeda”

Nap

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A deep depression near The Citadel, Wupatki National Monument, Northern Arizona
 


last days of summer
settling in an earthen bowl
for an ursine nap—
about the dreams to follow
not even stars know the time

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Carpe Diem: “Nap”
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Follow”

Sweeping

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A variety of aloe in bloom, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
 


Sweeping the garden
of debris from last night’s storm,
I’ve time to ponder
these golden aloe blossoms
near the Buddha at the well.

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Sweep”
 
More A Prompt Each Day: “Time”

Whirling with Basho

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Each haiku or senryu begins with a phrase gleaned from Basho: The Complete Haiku.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
gazing at buckwheat
seven crows collaborate
on a thieving plan
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
a singing skylark—
I listen without breathing
to the joyful sound
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
the melon flower
after the children throw stones
who will care for it
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
a year of troubles
lived without compromising
her integrity
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
Are you the butterfly
that will serve to guide my steps
on the long journey?
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the source of sadness
in their small community—
receding river
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
a white azalea
blooming in a state of grace—
my neighbor’s garden
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
the muddy melon
they chat about its sweetness
in the market stall
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
to admire the wind
she must have had no contact
with it since childhood
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
by winter showers
decades of matrimony
washing down the street
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
a vendor of greens—
concerns about the collards
make for sleepless nights
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
souvenir paintings
no time to buy one before
the next train departs

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More Poetry Pantry #216
 
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 176

Bench

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Garden bench at Sanguinetti House Museum, Yuma, Arizona
 


School year’s over—it’s sittin’ time!
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
drifting to the bench,
easing down to meditate—
honey on her tongue

 

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Shadow Shot Sunday 2
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Drift”
 
More Six-Word Saturday at Show My Face