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In This Morgue


In this morgue, this dismal place,
A blind beggar hangs his face
By the mirror on the wall
In the stinking bathroom stall.
Sipping brandy in the loo,
He remembers what to do:
Look for a new walking stick,
One that will not clack or click.

Sideways now he tilts his head,
Living man among the dead,
Happy man with no tattoo—
Love will show him what is true!


 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Destiny’s Tales

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~~ 1 ~~
 
tangled in the tree
two crimson kites with white tails—
seven startled wrens
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
old paper, fresh words
torn envelope the canvas
for brushing haiku
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
a brown paper bag
clutched in a child’s fist holding
all of creation
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
addled gardener
dropping her gloves in the path
as the wild goose calls
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
In her new language
she sings of running naked
through the April rain.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
hoisting new lumber
onto his bruised right shoulder—
the builder of dreams
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
caught in the headlights
of a passing patrol car—
fumbling teenagers
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
On green park benches
old women wearing purple
celebrate the sun.
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
Far from the suburbs
an old woman is striding
toward her destiny.
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
walking through the woods
on her way to somewhere else—
rumblings of thunder
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
To open the book
she needs only a moment
and a trembling hand.

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Scoured

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Sonoran Desert, Maricopa County, Arizona
 


forever walking
along an endless pathway
scoured by wind and sun

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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