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Four Haiku for Sunday


1
Maple, poplar, oak—
the names of my forest friends
linger on my tongue.
 
 
2
Women keep weeping
because roots of war grow deep,
and church bells go mute.
 
 
3
In the plum tree’s shade
my skinny little daughter
rubs two shiny coins.
 
 
4
Mother Earth, sounding
oddly like my own mother,
says, “Mend your ways, child.”

 

Haiku © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Weeping

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Virgin of Guadalupe on the headstone of a woman who died at age 29, Wellton Memorial Cemetery, Wellton, Arizona
 


last days of autumn—
somewhere a mother’s weeping
for a daughter lost

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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