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Six Aphorisms


No true patriot is petty.
 
Yesterday’s cauldrons are not meant for today’s soup.
 
She who broods lives only to hate.
 
The dust will endure long after you are gone.
 
It is clear that no one will miss the sarcastic person.
 
Athwart is a word seldom used, for obvious reasons.

 

© 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #132

Choosing

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Footprint in a sandy wash, Apache County, Arizona
 


choosing a new path
before the wind can erase
yesterday’s footprints

 
 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
More Haiku Horizons: “Choose”
 
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Curve

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Swing set at dawn, Southern Arizona
 
 


yesterday’s laughter
echoing in the swing chains—
the curve of each note
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
yesterday’s menu
still swirling round the playground—
Sunday school picnic

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More Haiku Horizons: “Swing”
 
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Picnic”

Yesterday

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A stray bouquet from a desert cemetery, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


a rough departure
from the grave dug yesterday—
tattered silk bouquet

 
 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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