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The Absence of Tread

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A worn-out tire, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona

The absence of tread
Is nothing to fear—
Just keep on rolling,
You’ll get there, my dear!
The way may be long,
The road may be rough,
But you and the tire
Are tougher than tough.
Not even danger
Can make you stay home,
Just like a mustang
You’re willing to roam.
So keep on rolling,
You’ll get there, it’s clear—
The absence of tread
Is nothing to fear!

Poem and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Absence”


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Gnarled ironwood tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

no place for poplars—
only a tough tree survives
the desert’s extremes

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

Whirling with Abraham

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This week’s words: barrier, detail, diamond, pleat, power, strap, swing, suspend, tough, unit, waterfall, zip

The first line of each 5-7-5 snippet is taken from various poems in Robert Bly‘s The Night Abraham Called to the Stars.

~~ 1 ~~
thrown into the fire
an old leather strap curling
then crumbling to ash
~~ 2 ~~
By the widow’s door
a tough old crow is lurking—
dare she let him in?
~~ 3 ~~
crack in the ceiling
loose thread in the plaid skirt’s pleat
things falling apart
~~ 4 ~~
So many forces
try to zip us in their bags
and whisk us away.
~~ 5 ~~
a strawberry patch
planted by the waterfall—
feast for the ravens
~~ 6 ~~
Eight thousand tulips
power the old Dutch windmill
with their heady scent.
~~ 7 ~~
around the orchard
erecting a barrier
against blossom thieves
~~ 8 ~~
The knees of the wind
swing this way and that, knocking
down bush and blossom.
~~ 9 ~~
some fiddle music
to suspend between two stars
while the fiddler rests
~~ 10 ~~
The house of sorrow
has not a single diamond,
only lumps of coal.
~~ 11 ~~
a single black hair
perfect in every detail
in the dead man’s nose
~~ 12 ~~
It’s too late to move
to Unit Number Seven—
someone stole the door.

© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #196
More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 155